In the mirror of time I do not see the foot prints of years
I have seen trees shedding their leaves about 60 times
I have also seen hunger dribbling its drops of sweat
from the first bicycle entering my village to
Man setting his feet on the moon
I have seen the entire span of
Man’s journey in this century
I dreamt that this century would see
A new sky showering drizzles of stars
on a new country
But alas! what did I see?
I have seen down pour
of bombs from Paris to Pearl Harbor
I have seen gushing floods of human blood
ages around the sun
Inundating those very two rivers Which gave birth to the Sumerian civilization.
I have also seen great monuments of humanity being reduced to shambles.
My words of anguish streamed into newspapers to become Headlines
I am now not left with many years nor tears
I now see the foot prints of time
Is this the fruit of mother earth revolving around the sun for so many ages?
I now see history facing this question.