Innocence Amidst Chaos

The young child built a sand castle 

with his own hands, 

but the wave takes it away.

Anguished, he cries. 

Because the tide had shattered his dreams 

in addition to a sand castle.

However, the kid adores the sea. 

The little child knows how to forgive

If everyone had that small child's qualities

if everyone had such a kind heart,

Then, humanity would never have to descend to such depths.

If they could learn to let go; 

there would be no needless bloodstains; 

there would be no tears to weep 

the little child knows how to forgive

Amid the mayhem, firearms blazing,

among the atrocities of these times of conflict,

The echoes of the little child's voice,

resound as a beacon, a hope for all.

Those scattered buildings,

Shattered dreams,

would be a thing of the past 

if the inner kid in us survives.

All the violence would fade away 

for all the little chi

ld knows how to forgive.    

Rajashree. V, Assistant Professor of Commerce, Al Shifa College of Arts and Science, Kizhattoor, Perinthalmanna