His loose-leaf travel document
All the relevant pages
Smudged with his tears?
And the cataract eyed sentry questioned;
"What's your name?"
'Man'
'Surname?'
'Human'
'Religion?'
'Humanity'
'This seems to be a forged passport
And you can go back to your place
Where you have come from." Sentry replies with butter & jam.
Skeletal Man mutters;
'My poor Mom already buried
And the jolly good father escaped
from earthly burdens,
No next of Kin or a faithful relative
Why all these barriers,
Rusty barbed wires and bacterial tetanus?
I am a citizen of Earth
And he whispers his favorite song of S.D.Burman's
Sentry listens the strange dialect;
'Ahi kuro hai
Safuno hoghi theri
Aradhana....................................'
nimal dunuhinga
Interesting write , we are indeed all citizens of earth....