Oh Mother!

Oh Mother!

Oh mother! I still remember
You, carrying me in your arms,
So that, I don't get lost in the crowd.
You, holding my hands tightly,
Ensuring, I don't slip away.
You, telling me to share my things,
As they were my loved ones.

Oh mother! I still remember
You, praying for my wellbeing.
You, crying when I was hurt.
You, helping me when I needed it.
You, teaching me my lessons.

Oh mother! I still remember
You, hoping for the world peace.
You, crying when people were hurt.
You, inspiring me to become good human being.
You, teaching me the values of life.

Oh mother! But I don't remember
You, holding my hands when
I first held a weapon to kill.
You, letting me mix up in crowd,
So that, I know, I am one of them.
You telling me to share love,
As everyone are children of god.

Oh mother! Why did you never teach me?
That mankind's religion is oneness.
That bond of brotherhood is stronger than all.
That education should break rusted barriers.
That weapon kills humanity.

Oh mother! I know, it's too late,
But, can you change my fate.
I don't want to be known as 'JEHADI'
I don't want to die as 'one'

Contributed By:  Smita Kamble Hindi lecturer from Bangalore smitap.kamble@gmail.com