The River Within Me

When I see Sun being shadowed by shadows in eyes of starving children, the river within me wants to flow. But I don't allow her to flow. When I see song of flute being shadowed by laughter of swords and bullets, the river within me wants to flow. But I don't allow her to flow. When I see shine of virtue being shadowed by snarl of violence and blood-thirst, the river within me wants to flow. But I don't allow her to flow. When I see whisper of my love being shadowed by tease of my greed and cruelty, the river within me wants to flow. But I don't allow her to flow. There is a river within me that is dying to flow. But I don't allow her to flow. I must not allow her to flow. Why should I? Why? If this world loves desert so much then why should I nourish a river? © Arun Maji