1 God – Poems on God , Creator – Volume 4 by Nikhil Parekh - HTML preview

31. I COULDN’T BEAR TO SEE 

I couldn’t bear to see innocuous children being brutally tormented; orphans being whipped mercilessly by uncouth society,

I couldn’t bear to see the crystalline sea waters being polluted by tones of barbaric oil; fishes and the vivacious aquatic life dying as an aftermath,

I couldn’t bear to see burglars dexterously ripping wallets of the impeccable pedestrians; indiscriminately marauding the historical heritage of the country,

I couldn’t bear to see stray dogs shivering incessantly in chilly currents of wind; occasionally meeting their ends colliding with swanky cars,

I couldn’t bear to see hysterical wailing of the lunatics; the mental delirium they were in; for no fault of theirs,

I couldn’t bear to see mangled debris scattered incoherently after the car crash; the lifeless bodies being extricated from the interiors,

I couldn’t bear to see the old and severely crippled being ridiculed at; the ostentatious society making a blatant travesty of the blind,

I couldn’t bear to see bedraggled urchins sleeping on the stony ground; while the handsomely opulent stashed their heads beneath quilts of fur and embroidered satin,

I couldn’t bear to see robust birds soaring merrily in the sky plummeting towards the soil; as hunters shot pugnacious arrows in their wings,

I couldn’t bear to see irate mobs incinerating people alive; rampant communalism spreading its deleterious roots far and wide,

I couldn’t bear to see turbulent earthquakes reverberating the city; leading to the inevitable collapse of high rise buildings,

I couldn’t bear to see arid patches of land with the sun blazing to full tenacity; scores of people strewn like dilapidated debris; profoundly deprived of cool water,

I couldn’t bear to see children being made to work; slave for inhuman individuals; who rebuked them worse than animals,

I couldn’t bear to see lush green blades of grass transiting to a pallid brown; clusters of fruit and leaf withering from the tree,

I couldn’t bear to see nuclear missiles decimating blissful townships; the common man made an unsuspecting victim in the power play of politicians,

I couldn’t bear to see soldiers succumbing to a ghastly death in war; in valiant attempts to save their motherland,

I couldn’t bear to see the illiterate drinking contaminated water; contracting a plethora of lethal disease as a manifestation,

I couldn’t bear to see lifeless bodies lying in a heap unattended; with the siblings portraying nonchalance of spending money to cremate them,

I couldn’t bear to see a single droplet of blood oozing from the body; the slightest of tribulation and anguish that one could face,

So it is my fervent plea to you O! omnipotent Almighty; to either impregnate in me the courage to witness sorrow; or besiege me in your magnanimous arms; where I can view nothing but immortal love.