Call To Serve The Crawl Poem by Dr.Balnarayana Bandam

CALL TO SERVE THE CRAWL
Born by the grace in the borrowed, torn cloth
Cried and smiled like any other child
Grown to walk and learnt to speak,
Played without garment, and laid himself in dormant
Kind was king cash was mare
Never seen him before nor to be seen again
While all happened to forget,
Polio favored to see him
Licked his muscles and locked his limbs
Made him to limp and crowned him to crawl
Never can he run nor can he walk
The only way to crawl was the fate he found
Now dear as you are in line
Either to hear and to bear
Let our heart hear to the poor
And roar to let away his bore
Crawl can be cured limp can be repaired
Let us serve Humanity with Humility