THE BREATHING BRICKS!

THE BREATHING BRICKS!

 

Let Them also enter,

I have the heart to have them,

That beats tenderly when they step in,

Even polite no I don’t say like You do,

We are nobody to reject or welcome!

 

Let them wheel in I have a ramp,

They can feel and walk, tack tiles embedded on me,

Signals and symbols in me will embrace the voiceless,

Elevators I possess do lift up,

The discredited with impaired and aged!

 

With all that I am truly built-up,

Renovate more and include all,

To keep someone at a distance,

I don’t want it even for an instance,

Emotionally I am painted up with equality concerns!

 

With the Tack tails cut,

They try to move in anguish,

On the wall their forehead forcefully hit,

That drives me into sweat,

Those heartless contractors must get lost and rest!

 

I am consumed by workers and officials,

Believe they are not like me,

They are upset when my friends come,

I hope they are human, please conform,

From being rood and showing wrong they need to transform!

 

Decoration and luxury

The unwelcoming culture of beautification,

The prettiness of lighted glassy and brightened fancy,,

With that the souls they don’t wish to see,

Secluding persons in those name is crooked and clumsy!

 

I am choked to death,

Without accessibility oxygen being supplied in me.

I am not just Breadth and width,

Giving shelter to the weak and poor is my strength,

With that alone, my longevity is  taken to an extend!

 

Devoid of them is not modern,

Including every flower promises to be a garden!

Build me as residential, or commercial, or governmental,

There The inclusivity inculcation should be instrumental,

Then each brick breathes into becoming the monumental!

 

Dr. U. Mahendran.