Is there a possibility to feel warm in the midst of cruel ice?
Is there a possibility where you can feel lost in the midst of your company?
I sure feel that way some times.
I always wonder how a human can be so corrupt to put the entire mankind to shame.
Are they born that way? I don’t think so.
Have you ever seen a newborn?
 The softest of texture wrapped up, protected in his mother’s love.
His mind so pure.
Eyes closed, not witnessing anything evil.
The tongue that hath not spoken a word of hurt or touched the world of Satan.
So pure, so beautiful, so divine.
What happens when they grow up?
 Crime and hostile manners are not in fashion, are they?
Years have passed.
Some bright, some dark.
 Some filled with sweetest scented flowers and others days of storms,
And, The world has changed.
The background plays a different music.
 Lives and ways, changed.
Yet the good still the good.
The bad still bad
So,Let us not be the weak known but the strong unknown.
Like a newborn so pure, so beautiful, so divine.

Deeksha M. Rao
Convent High School

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