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Jayram Daya

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Poem "Crawling Call":
- published August 25, 2009
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Other poems by Jayram Daya:
»Anger«
»I Am In Love«
»Life's Riddles«
»Lion Roars Again«
»My South Africa«
»Our Soldier«
»Red Rose For You«
»Smiley«
»The Last Will«
»The South African Farmer«
»The Sun Devotee«
»With Shame«


»Crawling Call«

by Jayram Daya

When you looked down on me
I looked up with hope
When I raced with the ants
I saw your toes go bye

With hands lifted, I called
To be released from the floor
With a hug, my cry stopped
To say, I love you Mom.

When life was a struggle
I looked up again
When rewards are few
I saw your help go by

With a forty fast, I called
To be guided from the pains
With my head down I prayed
To say, I love you my Lord.
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  •  Christopher Kudyahakudadirwe: "Mothers! Mothers! Mothers, always there for us. Even when we are grown up people. Check this against my poem on these lovely, humble beings with 'long' hearts. Nice piece"
  •  Hettie Van Zyl: "This comes from a humble heart a very important Quality. Thanks"