Once, there lived a large joint family,
many smaller families within lived happily.
What so ever, there was no enmity
and the differences only enhanced unity.
In the name of development, came a philosopher
and his intentions couldn’t appear any purer.
He influenced many changes like a reformer
and family’s livelihood seemed progressing for the better
Generations passed and before anyone knew,
by leaps and bounds, his influence on the family grew
Corrupted all family members but for few
and turned differences to hatred to let enmity brew
His sinister motives came to see light
as he took control of the family with all his might
Persistent few saw things were not right
and started sowing seeds for a revolutionary fight
At the end, the fight was a great success
but not before a split in the family’s happiness.
Although each family got its own address,
bottom of its heart, longed togetherness.
In this world of much political disarray,
gist of the story is all the more relevant today.
Forgetting all our mistakes, we continue to sway
to the words of selfish few and keep falling as prey
As the story goes, the philosopher left the place then
but fanatics continued to wriggle and created their den.
No matter who ever was at the helm to govern,
efforts were poor to let the love among families widen
In the name of religion, these fanatics
continue to fuel hatred with their violent antics.
Retaliating with guns are ill-conceived tactics
and in long term, giving love is the one that clicks
With anger running high, let’s not add fuel to fire
by increasing our voice for the war to transpire
and play into the hands of rich who gains from warfare.
Let’s give love a chance like our hearts always desire.
When educate children, we enjoy the wisdom,
give monetary things, we change the lives of some,
give time, we experience the bliss wholesome
and give love, we see the peace of mankind blossom
- Sundar
