We humans have a tendency <br />to cry at the tiniest of a tragedy. <br />Like the loss of a loved one to another, <br />a promotion being usurped by another. <br /> <br />Imagine hospitals with little babies, <br />who have not even started their lives. <br />Having to undergo numerous treatments, <br />like Chemos and various levels of radiations. <br /> <br />There are still others with deformities, <br />who have to undergo corrective surgeries. <br />They bravely under go so much pain, <br />while we howl the loudest in vain. <br /> <br />There are still others with gene mutations <br />for which there are no corrections. <br />Each breath has to be measured, <br />A year passes for each step to be achieved. <br /> <br />Intelligent minds are trapped in such bodies, <br />communication to them is a search for possibilities. <br />We are living in our own world selfishly, <br />thinking our sorrows and sufferings utmostly. <br /> <br />renukakkar 26.5.2011 <br />Copyright@2011<br /><br />renu kakkar<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/for-babies-to-live/
