Debu is to work
My young friend,
Friendship with a young
Like you makes me young
Friendship with your
Assistant gorgeous Madam
Made me mad
If not opposite
Flood or draught
Debu is to serve
Astronomers predict
Not nation builders
The pledge you had taken
To Rebuild the villages
Devastated or deserted
Debu's dilemma is to work
Here or there
But where I could not
Find you on phone
Nor on Mail.
Seems you are now e-Debu
Debu, debu...
You have forgotten me
That's ok but
Do not forget the small
Kids you met on
Koshi bunds
Who lost their fathers
Lost theire mothers
In the deluge of
Mother Koshi
In year 2008
If one think they
Must be happy
Not to see rains
Are fools
As rains and floods
Are their life
As life is to you.
_Dhanakar 26.6.09
Friday, June 26, 2009
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