Our Earthly Mates! Poem by Aadil Hingorjo

Under the blanket of night, they awaken me
They shudder out my spirit
They protest before me
As if I'm a godly messenger to them
They inculcate my inner ink
Their intense eyes stare at me
They reveal a book of stories
Having silent faces and rich souls
They stop me at every new turn
Their queries are the simplest
Yet they face the hardest obstacles
They don't know me
But they are also unaware of the Lord
Is the Lord too unfamiliar to them?
Among them, I see the twinkling of stars
In them are the galaxies mysterious
In them is the real pain
In them I have found the firm faith
They are sometimes but mere pictures
Sometimes unplotted stories
Often times ignored creatures
Drawing them designs me strangely
I'm scared when meeting them
They don't disturb me physically
But their unsaid poetry disturbs me
And I feed them through my words
Words don't lessen their burden
Nor do they dismantle them
But when I don't write them
I'm suffocated to the soul
I'm from them
They are from you
I'm from you
You are them
And they are you
We all are their neighbours
And they are our people
Our earthly mates
Ah, let's walk their way
Let's help them in life
Let's step forward to strengthen them
They are our strength
Ah, let's free them today
They also have emotions
They too have thoughts
They too have dreams
They too have desires
They too have hearts
They too cry silently
Under their huts
Under their torn clothes
Under the cruel sky of winter
I wish I could unshackle them
Another year is to fall
Another new year is to testify them
Ah, why are they always targeted?
Why not their rulers?
Why are their bodies misused?
Why not their masters?
Why are their daughter preyed?
Why not their goddess?
They are perhaps the passengers forever
Their sorrows symbolise the reality
They are the reality
They are the suppressed whispers
And pure smiles
Their silence will give birth to echoes
Their sons will tear apart the legacies
Their daughters will fire out the faiths
They will slaughter the false supremacy
Yes, they are alive
Yes, they will begin their journey soon
Yes, their struggle will unchain them.
they are the markers of victory
Victimized them.. Valorized them
They introduce a new Era
They call for an enlightened morn
They are the constituents of real history!