ME - an orphan , MY LIFE a paper boat

Who took the pains, the labour all...
To bring me to this world, for me to fall
No claims e'er made as to who my predecessor was
Just a tag, my orphanage number is all I recall;

At that place, they beat me up
They chained us all, as if we were pups; With life,
I was pissed I wanted to die.
Hardly a night passed, when I didn't cry.

My ambitions were scattered to hein
In that world, nothin' was sane
So I just continued to creep, and prayed to God
For sunlight to peep in my darkened symphony.

Then all of a sudden, I was sold
"I had to go to Dubai" I was told
Fearing the Camel race, I grew cold;
So with all my might, I escaped.

Days passed and I grew matured,
Learned an art, and practised more 'n more.
Till finally I got selected to join a school
And now I am the BEST in the field.

It's like joining the Sea from the dirty drain
Where I was born, the feeling of Satisfaction
Impinging me and I continue my trail for wider waters
But never forgetting my past, my experiences and my origin.

-- Smartha Guha Thakurta

Disclaimer: This poem was written by my elder brother Smartha... It is he who had the flair of poetry initially and I guess I just picked up to mirror him... I love this poem and admire his imagination or you could call his sensitiveness to issues that concenr humanity... I wish he wrote more often...