Know Me?

Know me, heard me or ever seen me?

Chances are you have, each and every moment,

Blog me, tweet me or post me on the wall,

You can hate me, but you can't ignore me,

You can love me, but you can't be obsessed with me,

I can be with You, but you have to let me Go sometime,

I die a silent death everyday - in the barrel of a madman's gun or the bomb of a soldier,

I am suffocated, stifled and suppressed at will - by those who think I'm a mere speck in a sandstorm, or a drop in the ocean,

But, have You ever wondered, that I'm the needle in the haystack which You have always been looking for?

Or the glimmer of light through a peephole?

I get crushed under the wheels of a bus, or am ripped apart by a mob,

Yet I don't give up, Yet I survive,

Because when I creep in through an oxygen mask, or the droplet of water on parched earth,

You are overjoyed to see me, You embrace me and cry out my name,

To which, I always reply: "Yes, I am Life!"