One Handful Of Soil!

One handful of soil Want to tell us a lot! It want to speak a lot on blood and sweat! It reminds of corns and seeds, Which quench our hunger and thirst! We are made of this soil This soil is ours One handful of soil want to tell us a lot! Each plough land where crops are rippling in breeze, They are the reminiscence of sweat and hard work of our dear farmers. Each crops were the sweat of our farmer. Just one handful of soil want to tell a us lot! To free this mother land, there ran a Streams of blood and sweat on this soil. This soil speaks of names, who lost their lives. Protecting our motherland. Whose names are still written with blood. This is our mother land, We are made of this soil. Just one handful of soil want to tell us a lot! We took birth on this soil and we have to go deep down into this soil. We have to pay for our karma whether good or bad on this land itself. We have to give birth to new karma, Which will be heard like echo to our new generations. This soil is our mother land. We are made of this soil. We have to go deep down into this soil. One handful of soil want to tell us a lot! Sumi Nair Submitted: Friday, October 11,2013 Edited: Tuesday, November 05,2013 ©ALL RIGHTS RESERVED BY GEETHA JAYAKUMAR 2014 © 2014. Geetha Jayakumar.