---------- Forwarded message ---------- From: dielle dsouza <[EMAIL PROTECTED]> Date: 2008/10/7 Subject: May I contribute?
Hi, I'm a Goan working in Mangalore. The recent violence here reminded me of how peaceful our state is and opened my eyes to the reality of safety vs insecurity. I wonder if I could contribute a little poem I wrote to your site. If you find it appropriate, it would be nice if you could publish it. Thanks a lot. Dielle D'Souza 'Cry the beloved country?' The Woman pushes the baby born >From a suffocating drowning world Into a one with air Thick with pollution And She lies writhing on the floor Her lungs screaming for air Her body drawing rasping breaths While She struggles to live For Her children Without race, religion or caste Bigotry, alliance or prejudice She is all She is none Yet we are delivered A race apart, a religion apart, a caste apart >From the brother born with us While She dies, crying We draw Her blood As we fight to live to die Love the people. They are the country, the nation India. -- Dielle D'Souza