No matter how hard we try
Some desires stay unfulfilled
Some work left undone
Some relationship painfully destroyed
Some pride hurt, some integrity tarnished
Better to be happy and satisfied
With whatever little our gains are
And be thankful for life and its provide.
This fear and distrust of fellow being
Encroaching upon our psyche
A parasite amorphous spread wide
Destroying the love and trust
That builds the human life.
Angry words cut cleaner than sword
No tearing of flesh and no blood to spill
Yet heart is cut like grass under scythe.
Savita Tyagi
August 29th 2014
Great poem, Ma.
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