A Small Group Poem by Akhtar Jawad
A Small Group
In every nation,
in every continent,
in every religion,
there is a small group of persons indecent.
Most of the persons in a society,
most of the persons in a community,
are nice and decent.
We ignore the majority of good humans,
generalize the minority of demons,
and start calling bad names,
to a nation,
to a continent,
or,
to a religion.
Despite all their selfishness of a small group of people
man is not yet too bad to be destroyed by the nature.
Spread odors of love,
reflect colors of love,
still nice is mother earth's ovary
still delicious are the fruits of love.
'man is not yet too bad to be destroyed by the nature' - true! One bad fish spoils the whole pond. Similarly, due to a few bad people, we mistakenly tend to give bad name to a nation or a community.
yeah you are right on an exact observation to nation, continent, religion excellent poem penned; poem of the all time
True, its true... bad thing is always easy to pitch and see, but to do condemning and not to fix it properly is a crime actually...because it invites more badness than goodness..
Liked the closure lines. Yes, spread love and we can change this war torn world into a beautiful world. A beautiful poem with a meaningful message. Onto my Poem List.
What a wonderful and perceptive write, Sir Akhtar. So very true. People tend to magnify the wrongdoing of small group of people and spread them to others. One of the social ills of society ....a human weakness.
Most of the persons in a society, most of the persons in a community, are nice and decent. more than 99.9 percent are god fearing and good SIR
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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Quite true! A loud minority gives a bad name to whole nations or religions or whatever...Good poem!