Having lost it all
Health, wealth
And housing....
Becoming
Handicapped
And impoverished
For life....
Losing many
Loved ones
To the jaws of
Death
Those broken
Souls are lucky
To be alive, unlike
The ones who died
Really...?
Are they?
(dedicated to the victims of natural disasters like earthquakes, floods, tsunamis, avalanches, etc. The theme for this poem could also be Satire. It was written after I heard some friends and relatives saying that these victims are lucky to be alive after the recent Nepal earthquakes unlike the ones who died.)
