LIFE
I would not make peace with God
Because I live with the truth
Ghandi says the truth is God
I would not change anything
If I have to live this life again
For although it was a cruel life
The pains made me a better man
For I can understand others
When they talk of poverty
I know what others go through
When they speak of separation
When they speak of bad aunts
I know what they mean
When they speak of unemployment
I have experienced that
When I read of people and patches
I have been there
But despite all these cruelties
I do not hate Nature
I have not lost my sense of humour
I still enjoy the lapping of the waves
The crying of the sea-gulls
The nocturnal mating of the hog
And the croaking of a bull-frog
Maybe it was good that I was poor
For I've seen very few of the rich
Who has not lost their souls
I am a simple man
I love the seasons with myriad of colours
I love the culture pattern of other folks
I do not blame anyone
For life was not all that bad
I remember the good times with friends
The first outing I had
Even my first glass of mauby
My first mouth-organ for Christmas
And as I grew
I was proud to know
That although I was hungry
I never stole
Although I wore patches
They were clean
And though life was cruel
I can still smile
And I am glad
I can still feel anger
At oppressors
Who kick the under dog
I am glad I can feel or cry
When I see a sad movie
And proud to be aware
That I feel real good
When I help someone.
Written by Norman Datt © 1999
ndtewarie@yahoo.com
