Thine World Is Cancer
Thine world is cancer'
A call from mom,
In aching voice, she said,
"Not seen you for months,
Come and see me,
Know, you are busy in life";
In next flight I reached home,
But found her in hospital bed;
Dry like withered petal,
So tired and weak she was;
Head shaved,
Could count ribs one by one;
In half opened eyes
She watched me,
Gestured, come hug me once,
"It's long time,
No touch of you";
Eyes wet, no voice in my tongue,
Hugged her,
Tears of mine, wet her soul;
A drop from her dry eyes,
Said from soul in terrible pain,
"Why this to me,
Never did wrong in my life,
Always kind,
Compassionate I was;
Where mistake had happened?
Punishing me with dreadful 'cancer';
It's so painful tiring,
I cant stand;
Stay close to me my son,
My days are numbered;
Look my son,
Death envoy waving...
From height in the sky;
Waiting to take me with him,
Whispering oft,
'O' baby, thine world,
Is no more thine;
Incarcerated by modern world,
This world of 'cancer';
The food thou eat,
Assuming good for health,
But is blend of
Insecticide and pesticide;
Buildings replace the green trees,
Breeze to breathe is poison gas;
Polluted water thou drink;
Has weakened humans,
Immunity to distemper too lost;
Come baby its painful world";
© Sadashivan Nair
Copyright © Sadashivan Nair | Year Posted 2017
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