Hope

I am a destitute girl,

Abandoned by mother as infant.

Helpless and neglected I am,

with no body to hold my hand!

Am I abandoned because me a girl?

Or, is it out of woes and hunger?

Still I do not understand,

why am I brought in this world?

Grown up in society’s dustbin,

without food and shelter,

with only woes and no laughter.

God did not allow me to die,

and asked me to survive and try!

O’Dea mother, as I am a girl child,

you wanted me to die!

But had you ever thought... if I survive,

who would hold my hand while I cry?

It is only that candle light of love of Almighty,

Coming nearer from a distance,

for peace, faith and hope,

And I am surviving only with HOPE!

- Manoj Krishna Sanyal