Friday, June 4, 2010

A soul called peasant...

Alone on his Land
With blessings from nature
Prospering for flashing greenery
Wakes a soul to work.

Energizing soil with plough

Plucking weeds , sowing seeds
Making way for divine juice of life
With sweat shading from sun.

Tears drop-in by as dream turns to reality
With heart filled with pride
Hoping to feed the souls with hunger
Offers the fuel for body to society.

Injustice strikes him hard
With a family to feed,commitments to fulfill
With no one to look upon
Cripples to ground, with despair .....

2 comments:

  1. Nice one dude,,keep blogging........ btw what is the injustice that struck him?

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  2. The absolute denial of fair price for his crop.. n many more factors...

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