Who Is The Winner? Poem by Suresh Kumar EK

On the grounds of the differently-abled meet,
They were lined on the track, ready to start,
It was a festival, a special athletic meet,
For the physically challenged, in the state.


The item was the hundred meters race,
Judges hands signalled and up it rose,
All the kids suddenly started running,
With an infinite passion for winning.


One boy fell down halfway while running,
Suffering from pain, he started crying,
All the nine contestants on the ground,
Heard him crying loud, their dear friend.


They looked back and turned their head,
Ran back to him, together made him stand,
Cheered him up, motivating, they stood,
Lessened his pains and moved him ahead.


Soon they continued for the spirit of running,
Together, all the nine, hand in hand, smiling,
They all easily did cross the finishing line,
Everyone bonded and happily in a single line.


The complete stadium stood up, applauding,
Never they heard such an ovation, standing,
Everyone seated there felt pity for our men,
The mankind who trample their own fellowmen,


For winning, everywhere they are struggling,
Intelligent, cunning, selfish and overtaking,
For power, woman, wine, and wealth, silly dying,
Not they are seeing their dear friends, falling.


Everyone wants to be the fastest and the best,
Only to become the mere slave of their comfort,
But these challenged kids changed their thinking,
Together they won for all, made everyone smiling.