My African Brother will you forgive me?

My African kid brother

Shy and fearful to meet me-

 an another continent kid

Shy he is skinny and black?

Me gorgeous and colored?

See him! My heart weeps

Hunger ate not his flesh

For he never had fat flesh

The malnutrition ensured

He never added flesh

Why he was born in Africa?

Why it always was in famine?

Why me born in another continent?

Always in wealth and health?

Is this fair?

Is that destiny?

Fate? Nature or God ?

Which made us born and

Be in extremes?

Think! Seek! Realise!

Here we try to go to moon and

Trying  to settle  up there

Spending billions

Forgetting the penury, poverty

And malnutrition down here On Earth

It is me who has to be ashamed

And shy to meet him

For not taking care of him

Neglecting all these years

Stop! Listen! Act!

Blokes! let us flock to there

Taking the nutrition packages

Feeding them,enabling them

To come out of hunger and

Emaciation

Once we live, once we die

Show we are humans

Caring for our brothers and sisters

My African brother will you forgive me

If I make amends?

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-Mohan Sanjeevan