A shoulder to cry on

When those bulldozers mercilessly pulled down
that hundred years old mansion of my
grandparents, I was the witness to the
disruptive process of demolition,
I craved for a shoulder to cry on
to express my anguish and despair,

how, often that couple carried the
brick and mortar and lime on their
shoulders, not merely that, how many
in that local village would look forward
to them, for a shoulder to cry on
in times of duress and distress,

Many a distraught with pain
for scorpion bite would
throng my grandmother for
healing by chanting with pepper,
for many a child , she was a
must, a shoulder to cry on.

Left alone in this cruel world,
bewildered and bemused,
scam and embezzlement
surrounding you like a
pale of gloom, grizzle ever,
I cling to my Avatar.


You need a God with
Protective vision ,
A shoulder to cry on.
at the time of birth,
we all cry, a must,
It is an universal cry,
We need a shoulder to cry on.