I wrote this poem on one of those ‘bad mamma’ days when my girls had both entered the ‘rebel teens’ stage. If you have children but have not experienced that stage or have managed to cross through it without being bogged down, then you’re indeed fortunate. It is strange how my own troubles helped me to think of the country. I wonder if the country, who we lovingly refer to as ‘Mother India’ feels the same at this moment.
There are days that feel terribly wrong I wander aimlessly, a lonely soul in the throng My peace and sanity plundered I grieve the demise of being understood. At times such as these, I float over, like a cloud - To keep my vigil, I've vowed, To maintain my calm, in the din And to not let the madness in I remind myself my purpose I must not steer away from the course I wonder if it's worth the pain, the sacrifice- Doubts rise like vapor - are these mere words, sweet lies? My confidence - I hear it creak when slippery tongues havoc wreak lashing out like fierce whips So sharp - my heartbeat skips. Melancholy fills my heart, 'Where did I go wrong?' A quiet voice within me says, 'Now's the time to be strong-' 'They're breaking through hard ground Don't you, get yourself wound. Let your love endlessly pour And show them you still have loads in store- to help, strengthen their wings And to deflect their barbs and stings For you are the cloud that stashes, away the tears, and washes - away the muck and the dirt You are the only one who can quench their thirst. So Mamma, oh Mamma, stay strong And have faith - your teaching shan't go wrong.' It'll not be long before they find their way home; so,Mamma stay strong
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This is a very emotional and poignant poem, Smitha. Wishing you all the very best for 2020.
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Thank you Robbie for the appreciation and the good wishes. Wishing you a very Happy 2020!
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Thank you for visiting my blog and the follow and the kind words on my poem! I am happy to follow you back! Your words are very powerful and meaningful. Best to you, always!
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Thank you Margie for your warm words. Looking forward to reading more of your writing. Merry Christmas to you and your family!
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Smith’s, I enjoyed the poem. I have been following some of the situation in India, and I am concerned with what I have read. As you write, stay strong.
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Thank you! Yes, its a confusing time- what’s happening and what’s being said or what comes in the media. Merry Christmas to you!
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Lovely thoughts Smitha, articulated with the right emotions but may I say who cares? History tells us that people have to rise to the occasion to save the honor, get slain and offer more. Mother India has seen a lot and has always emerged stronger.
Please read this poem by Carl Sandburg:
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Thank you so much. So glad you liked it. It’s really sad what’s happening. In the current age and awareness around us, I hadn’t thought such a thing could happen but it is. Yes, Mother India will survive and come out stronger but it’s such a waste of time and resources – all these unnecessary changes in the Constitution.
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Oh please let me know which poem to read of Carl Sandburg
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I Am the People, the Mob by Carl Sansburg is the poem. I had pasted a link, wordpress seems to have erased it! Let’s see if this stays this time:
https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/45036/i-am-the-people-the-mob
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I read this poem again today and it had more meaning than when I read it the first time. It’s such a powerful poem. Thank you for suggesting I read it.
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