Last week, I saw countless messages of merry Christmas and happy new year. People wishing each other prosperity, success, and lots of good cheer. Yet they didn’t even stop to help a little child, or the poor to wipe away a tear You see, it’s a calendar love affair, cause deep down, very few people really care.
Why give god a colour? After all, isn't colour one of the major reasons for the hatred, bigotry and prejudice that is helping to destroy the brotherhood of man?
Praying for our daily bread is deemed proper. So is praying for our safety and well being. Praying for victory over our enemies or for the damnation of the oppressors also seem fitting. However, seeking forgiveness for self and for our transgressors become more challenging.
Take a look at life and wonder if it is all hoodwinking.. I mean , all this time, have we really check what we are drinking: while spending our lives hoping for rising when the darn thing is sinking.
Struggles of life and life of struggles are part and parcel of the lives of all races, creeds, peoples and individuals. Here are a few poems on Struggles of life.
Is life a race be run and won with the goal, immortality and the winner, loser of all vanity? A line from "The POET: Slice of life" from my 1983 collection of poems (VIEW).