1.Words are best friends

They comfort

Lessen burdens

Paint rainbows in hearts

Words bind souls

Make us humans

Us is you, me

Not race,

colour,

status,

ideology

2.Does the pebble not talk to you?

Does the cliff also not talk to you?

Do the birdies in their nests

High up in crags not talk to you?

Do the eels and consort

When they are doing the ribbon dance

Deep down not talk to you

While they stick on pebbles?

3.Do you not hear His Comfort

In the chirps all day

Even if gadgets are piling up

To make us IT slaves?

4. He writes his plays
On his tiny island
He is happy as his fans
Are his family and his people
He does not even think of
Getting published abroad

As if the writers of the wealthiest countries
Are the only ones blessed with all the words

Love your country
Love your artists
Love your nature
Love your people

Don’t let others rob you
Of your freedom to be you
Don’t let them colonize your mind
With their ‘expertise’ in every field
Their techno terms

Teach them how to live life instead

Like the bird and the grazing animal