(1850-1894 / Edinburgh / Scotland)

In Tears

I was in tears

Thursday,24th May 2018

It pained me a lot
when was caught
between poverty and plight
it irritated me slight

they were right with wisdom
when told with sarcasm
"He is from the poor family"
and parents suffer from poverty

one of influential and rich man apprised about me
before the professor who had come to see
if some students can join his college
for the further study and can manage

I felt humiliated
and got fully earthed
as if the high voltage had passed through my body
and shocked me deadly

why should the poverty be questioned?
and mentioned before a person
who had come to take some poor students!
my inner conscious rebelled against such comment

the people know how difficult is it to bear an insult?
and that too, when it has become a known cult
to cut down the poor students from entering the mainstream
and show the disrespect towards them

It brought tears
but I had to bear
with no fault of parents
who tried their level best

Hasmukh Amathalal Mehta

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Comments (3)

I love the way you coined this poem. Great work and big 10.
It's a heart touching poem ''love is in heart not in talks.
Until in singing garments Comes royally, at call - Comes limber-hipped Indiff'rence Free stepping, straight and tall - Comes singing and lamenting, The sweetest pipe of all.