Droplets on the sand

There is a roar in the silence of my depth

A million tear drops awaiting deliverance

All you hear could be sound and tunes

You see just my surface, the mask on my face.

 

Between the mountains and the seas

Was born this life, they called a River

Who am I who flows through lands

Touching and being touched along the way?

 

Neither the flood, nor the drought

A strong existence, a womb, a woman

Flowing across the borders and barriers

Yet, a story sinking into a whirlpool deep.

 

A pure drop that turns impure,

An insignificant being on Earth,

Is that me or is it you who made me fade

Covering my face with this floating froth?

 

I reached you to love, to nourish, to share

Just as I fed the trees, animals and birds                                                      

You came to me with unclean plans

You used , misused, abused my soul.

 

You dumped your dirt and trash in me

And called me dirty, useless, polluted

You looted my riches without a shame

And left me barren, dry, depressed.

 

I lost my laughter, lost my song

I lost my purpose, lost myself

Then came the rain to cheer me up

But nothing could bring back what I had lost.

 

Am I a loser? Is there life beyond this depth?

Yet to find my real destination

My water evaporates into nothing

And pours to me again from the distant skies.

 

I hear the sea calling, I see her waiting

I feel the touch of a mother’s hands

I cried and cried on her shoulders strong

Till I tasted in her, the salt of my tears.

 

When I turned back, I learnt the truth

I was a giver sent with life

To quench the thirst of million lives

Who you killed to serve your human greed.

 

Women waiting with their empty pots

To take the last drop from my breast

Monsters coming to dig me further

To create a pit for themselves to fall.

 

There’s no word to write my story

This song will go without a rhythm

Just like me who’s tossed and turned

To many identities that was never my choice.

 

I’m dying, I’m turning into dry land, a past

O Man, take a step, take a look, restore me now

Tomorrow you will need for sure, a river

By then, I mustn’t be a thing that you cannot reverse.