CUT THE CORDS
Connections are
beyond
umbilical cords
too
This, in this birth
I found it
to be true
What race
What colours
What religion
What barriers
All topple when
love connects
any soul two
Had the child got
exchanged in the
Hospital crib
Which coloured child
went
with which coloured
bib
The mother would
tend in the same
way
Sun will bless them
with the same rays
Does the changed cord
yell, test me for DNA
If love is there
No child will go astray
Let all children
lose their way
and walk on
free lands
Sleep on the lap
of one mother
Be fed by
another mother
Mother’s love
will still make
this earth
a heaven.
©sunita grover raina2022
24/03/22
India.
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