'Naveen' means fresh, creative, bright
'Naveen' was my mom's youngest brother's name
"He died when he was two," my grandma told me
with a tear in her eye.
"A long, long time ago."
Yesterday, Naveen died once again
This time, he was twenty-one
A year older than my daughter is now
He was studying to be a doctor-
Learning to not give up, learning to give hope
It wasn't just Naveen who died-
But all the people Naveen could have
saved; had he lived.
They died too, yesterday.
And with him, 'Hope'- she died as well
She was hurled out yesterday
They say it's not the government's fault; I agree
They say Naveen should have evacuated; I agree
But, Naveen was twenty-one;
A child, still- filled with hope
and disbelief in
the possibility of War;
So, he stayed on; but it wasn't for long
'Reality' plucked him; it shook our core
And we cried - for Naveen and for every child
Who dares to dream
And has his dreams ripped apart
In an unfair world.
This poem is a tribute to the 21 year old medical student, Naveen, who lost his life yesterday
in the war in Ukraine. May his soul rest in peace and may God give his family strength.
Our prayers are with all those who are stuck in the middle of conflict for no fault of theirs.
May God have mercy.
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