Will He Come?
The track is not well laid
With boulders all along
And thorny bush standing by.
Then I ask myself once
Will he come?
The distance is half measured
For miles are uncountable and very durable
As curves make the going a tough one.
I once more ask for certain
Will he come?
His limbs are very weak
With a frame famished beyond one`s thought
And bruises caused by the past walk.
I remember and I ask next
Will he come?
But I am telling the world around
With no fear and favour for my mind
'He will come'.
Because he has made the first step.
'He will come', I cry before all
Because I am here to wait for him.
poem by M.d Dinesh Nair
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