Under the watchful eyes of a surgeon,
with the care and precision that shows a human's worth.
After hours of built up pressure,
a woman becomes a mother
with a new born entering the planet.
A cry greets,
a tear of joy fills the room.
The mystic aura mellows down.
Well wisher's fill in,
making their expressions evident
with arms wide open
welcoming a new existence.
But life is not blooming everywhere.
The fulcrum of existence was wavering,
the balance tilting;
whilst at one side a baby was being cared for.
A hundred more were born
not knowing, if they being born was a boon or curse;
Some born in a hut,
and some under a tree.
Some survive and some just opened their eyes
to be closed by humanity.
A cruel life awaits,
to the most innocent of species.
Welcome to our world,
our real existence.
Where the bridge between life and death is just narrowing,
and the count of humans is just a number.
Welcome to Mother Earth.....
No comments:
Post a Comment