On the train

On the train

-Edmund burke                                                                

The first time I was travelling by a train

The weather was humid and it was

About to rain.

As I gazed outside from my seat,

I could see the approaching clouds

Sweeping away the heat.

The lush green fields swayed in the breeze,

Home coming birds flew down with ease.

A four year old boy came asking for food,

This sight changed my mood.

I gave a share of food to the boy.

And could see in his face a glimpse of joy.

Strange, we claim India to be

developed nation.

Where millions still cannot afford ration.

Thousands starve to sickness and death,

As I wondered about the life more and more,

I only felt only depressed and sore.

The train journey lucidly depicts human life,

And teachers us to care for the less fortunate.

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