Innocence

[FONT=&quot]Innocence[/FONT]​

[FONT=&quot]There she lay bedecked in red[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]On the bamboo-coco-palm leaf bed[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Rosy petals on her body spread[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Awaiting the last journey ahead.[/FONT]

[FONT=&quot]Awaiting the last journey ahead[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]The blowing conches rent the air[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]And beating drums create a scare[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]There is a silence everywhere.[/FONT]

[FONT=&quot]There is a silence everywhere[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Except a few moans and groans.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Once in a while a head or two [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Pops up to have a glimpse of the corpse.[/FONT]

[FONT=&quot]To have a last glimpse of the corpse.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Bubbling with life just moments ago.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Oh why did it happen so?[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]To her children it would be a mighty blow.[/FONT]


[FONT=&quot]To her children it would be a mighty blow.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Ah! The children! Where are they?[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]“Two gems they are”, so people say.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Down in the garden they seem merry and gay.[/FONT]


[FONT=&quot]Down in the garden they seem merry and gay[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Quite unaware of the happenings around,[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Laughing and playing with energy abound,[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Not at all perturbed by the conch and drum sound.[/FONT]

[FONT=&quot]Not at all perturbed by the conch and drum sound.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Oh! Innocence! Art thou a gift of God?[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]To the children of this world[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]To guard them from being harmed?[/FONT]

[FONT=&quot]To guard them from being harmed[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]From the woes and sorrows[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]All mortals are cursed to nurse.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Oh innocent children! Thou art really blessed![/FONT]



[FONT=&quot]Oh innocent children! Thou art really blessed![/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]For-[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]As the cortege leaves,[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]The children from the garden[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Come running past the crowd,[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]“Oh sweet mummy dear! We are back here,[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Come serve us our food, hungry we are, for sure!”[/FONT]

 

Thank you both Chitra's! for the response. This was a poem written after seeing a real incident.

 

I am sure it would have been torn apart and miserable.

 

Thats very true.No sorrows at all.