The Cobbler who mends our shoes <br />Does he wear Chappals any day? <br />Full of wounds and runts are his hands <br />Is there anyone to rub oil for him each day? <br />The Farmer who tills, toils and reaps for us <br />Does he have a square meal each day? <br />He sweats and labours for us, yet, to what use <br />Is there anyone to wipe away his tears? <br />The Gurkha, Postman, Vendor and nameless many <br />Who perform their duty, though dull or insignificant, <br />Without our thanks or smiles, are more content <br />Than most of us who leech off Society! <br />The Rickshaw Puller and the Blind beggar Boy <br />Who receive no kind word, but, curses all day, <br />The Scavenger, the Sweeper, they all need no sympathy. <br />What they all yearn for and really need is – <br /> Heartfelt appreciation, true concern <br /> To be loved as brethren and just <br /> A kind word or two!<br /><br />Angelina Pandian<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-need-5/
