A poem of Dr Sharad Singh |
He
knows nothing
Told me my son -
"Mother ! I can’t feed you
I raise my children,
You go to Mathura, Vrindavan or Kashi, Anywhere,
Now just remember God, Mother ! '
My son does not know he's innocent
I did remembrance of God
"Mother ! I can’t feed you
I raise my children,
You go to Mathura, Vrindavan or Kashi, Anywhere,
Now just remember God, Mother ! '
My son does not know he's innocent
I did remembrance of God
before his birth
And were kept fasting,
I had not rejected him
to raise my other children
He knows nothing
My son is so innocent ...
And were kept fasting,
I had not rejected him
to raise my other children
He knows nothing
My son is so innocent ...
- Dr Sharad Singh
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