The Defaulter
I have mountains of debts to repay
With my feeble, shrunk resources
Will I ever be competent to defray?
My will to settle incessantly forces
I repent today why did I borrow?
Why did I take kindness of friends?
Why I needed compassion to endure sorrow?
The strain of generosity never ends
My mother’s nursing and nurturing me
My sister teaching me how to walk
My teachers’ introduction to reality
Debts multiplied, I have a huge stock
My grandma’s lap, a magnetic nursery
The next door girl who used to invite
My father’s shoulders that lifted me
And many times increased my height
What I am today and tomorrow I’ll be
Is the debt of my loved ones and of society
To a great extent, to an enormous degree
I’m a prisoner of conscience, I’m not free
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Winner of Award in Members Competition of Nancy Jones, GRATITUDE, October 26, 2011
Copyright © Mohammad Yamin | Year Posted 2008
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