Red is the color of blood

Four preachers came to the square today,
With followers in tow and scriptures in hands,
They came to spread the message of peace
Preaching peace but hearts full with venomous hate.

With unwavering faith in their scriptures and in supremacy of their creators,
They spoke of harmony but stuck to their own studied faiths,
The city was burning fueled by division, its citizens at risk,
Blind followers’ rants heat up the atmosphere, citizens afraid.

Suddenly what went wrong no one knew, chaos ensued,
Amid pushing and shoving, fisticuffs and stabbings, mayhem reigned,
When the preachers were thrown to the ground, no one saw,
Crushed under the feet of the crowd, they cried out for help, as the stampede grew. 

Nurtured back to health with expert treatment and needed blood transfusion,
The preachers prayed to the Lords of their faiths in humble submissions,
Taking the name of their creators constantly, they offered their salutations,
Praising the physicians for their dedication, inquired about those who gave them life with blood donations.

Humbly replied the doctors, serving humanity without division is our religion,
Neither Christians nor Jews, nor Hindus nor Muslims here,
Knew not who donated blood, nor whose blood flow in veins of yours,
Black, white or brown, American, African, Asian or Mexican, unknown were the donors.

Only one thing is certain, an absolute truth, blood has no religion,
The blood that flows in your veins, same flows in everyone’s, that you also know.
It’s neither white nor brown nor black,
Red is the only color of blood.

Within

Within our hearts there is a place hidden
Protected well from ourselves even
That’s the core pillar of who we really are
Sooner we find it, we shall know us better

Within ourselves the moment we are born
All is clear, pure and all is clean
Surroundings fill us with garbage and dirt
Upto us to again make it clean and bright

Within us have strength to forgive and forget
Finding our true self, we shall be brave
No need for any preachers and healers
Find ourselves and we can be leaders

Within our hearts we can find love again
Compassion for others, courage to befriend
Extend helping hands to the downtrodden
Welcome others as sisters and brethren

Within us we have the resolve for freedom
We have the aptitude and we have the wisdom
Deep inside all of us burns the same fire
Peace and prosperity for all is our desire

Within our core is truth and light
External world blinded our sight
Close the eyes and search deep inside
Let our true self be shining bright


 

 

Week 10 of My Fifty Two Weeks Journey with “W”

Write Anything Wednesday 4-6-2016