Deserts And Oasis Poem by Mahadevan Krishnan

Deserts And Oasis

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A beast in adolescence
Wandering amidst humans
Mouth ajar salivating
Eyes despaired in hunger

A beast not street wise
Perseveres unguided
For that’s its ill-fate
In a desert much lush

A landscape trim and shaven
Greens and crafted shrubs
For humans of higher order
Yet emotions so inhumane

A relentless persevering beast
Seems a child but a destitute
For this soul is no significant
Amidst arid hearted souls

A saviour much impoverished
Feeds selflessly bewildered beasts
For he resides the lower order
Yet compassionate so humane

Deserts dwell in some souls
Oasis thrive in others
He seeks not your gems
But a soul in compassion.

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
I saw this dog as I was in a neighbourhood. A young animal probably less than a year old. It was about four in the afternoon. I knew that it was hungry. Its mouth open ajar, salivating and I could realise that it was starving. The eyes showed lots of despair not being able to find food. The movement was weak. It was probably a junior. Not that street smart. No mother to guide his whereabouts.

Despite the lush and green neighbourhood and one that is inhabited by those of material comfort, no one seem to come to the aid of the little beast. It just seems that these humans can’t seem to feel the plight of others. In this case, a starving animal within their presence.

As I walked further, I came across this man feeding a few dogs. I have been seeing this person doing so every single day. What surprises me is that he could do that despite his meagre income (I know it) . What more could I say. Not being stereotypic, but many at times, it is these type of people who are well connected to these beings. I guess wealth refrains many from connecting.

A question is that, are we nurturing the dry and emotionless self within, or, is it the compassionate self that one should seek to grow from within? I believe that God is not after your wealth. On the contrary, it is one’s compassion that is much regarded as wealth and is well connected to God.
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Ibnu Din Assingkiri 04 October 2013

...when we leave this world, we leave our wealth and titles...who knows the underprivilege dog feeder guy bring more than us to the eternity. I like it when the poet's observation gave birth to a 'soul' in a poem. as seen in this one. good work my friend. keep it up.

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Douglas Scotney 04 October 2013

worth thinking about, M.K.

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