Would you mind joining our caravan

It started one day not long ago

When We had noticed how far we had gone

While Wandering in our leisurely strolls

Heading back we saw a burning home

And instead of putting that fire out

Someone had started to fan the flames

As victims lay on the sacred land

I saw someone sharpening the blades

the hues and cries rose up like smoke

Instead of rain the sky came falling down

And then I heard the laughter of

Few greedy ones with ugly souls

Who turned to me and said with a smile

Won’t you join us now, For victor are the spoils

I glared at them and said with no fear

These are my friends my neighbors my peers

We will never join your vulture fest

We will resist, to our very best

Where is the pride in kicking the ones

The fallen down, those who can’t run

Instead we will lend them a helping hand

One day we shall reach our promise land

So would you join this Caravan

It started one day not long ago

Naeem Rahim MD. FASN,

Pocatello