Poem by Padma Priya Rajagopal
AN ENDLESS RIPPLE
An endless ripple is created by a simple act of caring,
It leaves a lasting impression, when we all think about sharing,
A person who receives help will always care about others faring,
He will know that the difference in not having is glaring.
You can see how far the little candle throws its beam,
So will shine your good deed by those who have seen,
If you help someone you know how much that will mean,
It influences others to do good as it has never been.
So why can’t you do good by making this chain going?
By helping others the way to help you will be showing,
By a simple act the seeds of philanthropy you’ll be sowing,
An endless ripple comes out of the good you are doing.
The best way to help is to help others in need,
Then you will become an example for others to follow indeed,
By a simple good act those following you, you will lead,
Everyone, helping each other survive, will be doing a good deed.
Now is the time to create a ripple, begin to donate food,
Have compassion for the hungry man, real sufferings he has withstood,
It is so much within your power, something you certainly could,
When you start the ripple, the message will quickly everywhere spread.
Click on the video to hear Padma recite the 2 poems - My Dream and An Endless Ripple
Padma is a post graduate in Social Sciences. She believes that poetry is a powerful tool to express ideas. What the world needs now is compassion and sharing and a small act can create an endless ripple. She dreams of a world free of hunger and strife. If we wipe away the tears from a hungry child's face, we could realize the ultimate purpose of life.
11/10/2020 08:12:03 pm
I appreciate Dr Rajagopal's interest and commitment to serve the society. I appreciate and and admire his zeal which is increasing with advancing age , He is growing young. God bless him for good health and long life.
11/10/2020 11:42:23 pm
A very interesting and timely contribution in the form of poetry urging everyone to do their might to wipe the tears of the poor, to the best of ones ability, however small it is.
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These poems were submitted for the 2020 WFD Poetry Competition