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Jawahar Surisetti Poem
Sweet memories haunt me, roaming into the thoughts of my past
I scan through my life , from first to last.
Through the days of struggle, my mom held my hand
Till I grew up and on my feet could stand.
As I traveled through the interiors of the land
Through the forests and plains and fiery sand.
The sun that rose from the east looked beautiful red
But the plight of women was not as said.
Though Sania & Aishwarya have won international acclaim
We still don’t treat the girls and boys as same.
Why then should there be female foeticide
With the parents wanting to see a boy on their side.
It’s the 21st century lets not forget
Times are moving at the sped of jet.
In the name of religion and society our minds are stuck
Ethics , norms , beliefs , we have gone into the muck.
Mother, sister,wife ,daughter are a part of our life
Love,compassion,sacrifice,they have been with us through strife.
Women,rise, we are with you
There is light at the end and a morning of dew.
We will all stand and salute the girl child
For the hand that rocks the cradle, rules the world.
Copyright © Jawahar Surisetti | Year Posted 2006
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Jawahar Surisetti Poem
Religion of Youth
The clouds of Bamiyan flew over my head,
I started and woke up whining on my bed.
O God, again the mankind is in the docks,
I wondered how I would turn back the clocks.
In retrospect I yearned to put heart and soul,
And gather all the youth to stop the foul.
Then who would take due care,
Of the mayhem here and there.
The youth of the world I would call,
And ask them to join and stem the fall.
I started the "religion of youth,"
A wake-up call to roll the ball.
I said, "If you love the world, join us,"
if you laze around, you'll miss the bus.
For the power to run multinationals,
Can also be the power to shoo anti-nationals.
The corrupt and fanatics will perish,
A dream which all of us will cherish.
Come join to stem the rot,
Take the road and leave the cot!
Copyright © Jawahar Surisetti | Year Posted 2005
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Jawahar Surisetti Poem
Yesterday we were together,our life and death was the same,
Today we have drawn a line for reasons foolish and lame.
Shoulder to shoulder, hand in hand,we have been through life,
Trials-tribulations we faced ,struggled through slavery and strife.
What then has happened today that we have turned bitter foes,
We bay for each others blood and added to our cup of woes.
Ashamed I feel when we strip naked in front of the world
And all of them quirk and laugh at the erstwhile land of gold.
Our food is the same,skin alike,blood and ancestors are one.
Gandhi and Jinnah,we have together the battle of freedom won.
Then why our minds go astray and we build the walls of divide.
Time breeds maturity but our chasms of friendship grow wide.
Let not the guns rule and terrorists spill the blood,
We have other things to care like famine and flood.
Lets bind our hands together and sing hand in hand
Today or tomorrow realization will land,
That we have missed many years in hatred and warfare,
When love could change our lives we shied to care and share.
Copyright © Jawahar Surisetti | Year Posted 2005
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