TRIBUTE TO HUMANITY

On a certain day ,certain month,certain year
thousands were born,all same ,all similiar.
each one just a twinkle of their mother's eye.

Unspoiled by poison of caste,
undifferentiated by boundaries of land
nor proud of their colors.
for them, they all were the same.

Slowly slowly ,unchecked ,undefined
the differences were growing.
caste ,color ,religion,creed
cutting thousands into hundreds,
hundreds into tens,tens into ones.

The growth of his was,growth of his anger.
his knowledge was awarded for making differences.
his society was utopian,but each day getting smaller and smaller.

But again as he starts growing old,
like his days ,his memory starts receding
deserting him,of his differences

Slowly,slowly,unchecked,undefined
the boundaries melted,like his bones
colors of thousands again getting same.
once again for them ,they all look same.

Atlast,
on a certain day,certain month,certain year
the thousands died ,all same ,all similiar
each one just a HUMAN,

no ram,no rahim,nor black ,nor white
undivided by color,united by just a land..........

© chetan singh rathore