MY HEART HURTS

MY HEART HURTS


My heart hurts when love remains
Unreciprocated
Like drops of water the tears
Are unkindly rated.

My heart hurts when bombs are hurled
Ostensibly for peace;
When superpowers decide
To, tiny countries, fleece.

My heart hurts when religion
Is branded as cover
For the acts of terrorism
That make the world shiver.

My heart hurts when women are,
By men, subjugated;
In the name of religion
Rights are abrogated.

My heart hurts when a young child
Does unprotected roam,
Without love and protection,
Leaving a broken home.


* Written in abcb 7-6-7-6 format

M C Gupta
8 September 2005