Geetima Baruah Sarma

(April 26,1969 / Assam, India)

Why?


Days pass by
and I sometimes
wonder...
Why do we do
certain things?
Helping an old man
to cross the street
and helping a child
who has lost his way.
Perhaps, for the
love of mankind
and sympathy
towards one another,
that we go forward
to extend
a helping hand
even to a stranger.

[Published in 'Induswomanwriting.com' in January 2014 issue]

Submitted: Sunday, January 05, 2014
Edited: Monday, January 06, 2014

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  • Jesus James Llorico (1/8/2014 9:26:00 PM)

    The spirit of human unselfishness, to save, to rescue, to contribute, all endowed
    to people with great heart and mind. a very beautiful verse to read. (Report) Reply

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