Poets Hands Are Tied
At a nearby butcher shop
hens cramped up in a small cage
with barely space to move
I felt like shouting "If I do this to you?"
Husband stopped me. He has job to do
He can't build a farm for them
A poet's hands are tied
I wish I could go beyond writing
In Bangalore zoo birds in cages
Animal in big jails all caged since birth
Hippopotamus in stagnant water
All enjoying, no one feeling their agony
I felt their pain,
Their desire for freedom
Felt like shouting "If I do this to you?"
My son stopped me
A poet's hands are tied
I wished I could go beyond writing
Saw people dumping metal can in water at beach
Felt like shouting, "If I do this to your house?
Ever thought about aquatic animals?"
Family stops me
A poet's hands are tied
I wish I could go beyond writing
Environmentalist giving speech
Using plastic water bottle, leather purse and private car
Merely talking not acting
Felt like shouting "Practice what you preach"
I merely get up and walk off
A poet's hands are tied
I wish I could go beyond writing
A poet is emphatic to agony that abounds
A nature lover, feels for the depleting surrounds
His analytical mind questions everything around
I wish poets hands were not bound
I wish poets did something beyond writing
We poets should start an organisation
And work towards betterment of every ill around
We are the most empathetic people around
09.06.2021
For Kai Michael Neumann, The Poet's Hands Are Tied
Copyright © Rama Balasubramanian | Year Posted 2021
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