Today marks the anniversary of my birth,
Your presence, not just welcome, but a must,
For in your company, I'll dance and sway,
To pop-song beats, making memories today.
Why dwell on the drought and suffering afar,
As people count
breaths 'neath a distant star?
In the dearth
of water, they face their plight,
Yet, let's sip
wine and celebrate the night.
Birthdays, not
routine, a special grace,
While othiss
perish in life's hectic race,
In riots, on
borders, or nature's force,
How long can we
join them in remorse?
"Damn
it," let joy trump the world's despair,
For this day's
mine, a moment rare.
Innocent kids
may face a tragic fate,
Yet, let's
dance on, it's not too late.
The pain of
Kashmir, we comprehend,
Globally,
innocents' blood won't mend.
Bomb blasts
echo, a familiar sound,
Yet, in
silence, two minutes, respect is found.
Children
orphaned, mothiss in despair,
Fathiss bearing
sons, a heavy wear.
Shattered
dreams, life's cruel joke,
But our lives,
in this chaos, we cloak.
Donate some
coins, a gesture small,
For victims'
families, a helping call.
Not deeply
involved, it's true,
But kindness,
even in coins, will do.
The knife in
hand, not for a life to take,
Just to slice
the cake, for joy's sake.
You wihed for
my birth, but in life's strife,
Did you pray
for my long, enduring life?
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