Why was I born?

a poem by Srijith K Unni A

Why was I born ? Lord!, won’t you answer me
Was I to be a mute witness
As my friends in this journey
Reached out back to you
Why me? looking up at you pitifully

Why was I born? Lord!, won’t you listen to me
Was I to be happy with myself
While my comrades in this journey
Lay sick and poor, lay at your behest
Why me? Why was I alone loaded and healthy

Why was I born? Lord!, won’t you lend me your ears
Was I alone, to be safe and secure
Whilst you unleashed your fury on them
As nature roared and wiped out lives,
Why me? Warm and cozy at home all these years

Why was I born? Lord!, please do reply
In these years of modernity
When colour and creed are not key
After all my forerunners faced all shame
Why me? In all honour and pride; eyes dry

Why was I born? Lord!, are you still there.
Why the silence? Aren’t my cries heard?
Lord!, at last I hear thou voice
“My child, your friends, all under my wing
Learning a lesson, you learning down there”