My Mother Teresa
To My Mother Teresa. For Eternity.
The righteous soul is leaving us in this mire
How can one aspire to aim much higher?
Elegies are all I can but express
To alleviate the aching pain and this distress
Right in our midst she will always live;
For our souls shan't cease to cry and bereave
Even though she departs to the world of the pure,
Her love for the sick will remain a cure.
Sick at times in her life, her altruism prevailed,
And now in death her shadow unveiled.
A dire hope that will bring us together,
O manna of the world, you were a true Mother.
Fakhruddin Rashid
Sept 5th, 1997.