The Difference
Once a tiger
Bored of the jungle life
Entered into the city’s strife
But found no new spice
He saw a great confusion
In each of the direction
Unable to understand
Why the grass here
So black
And trees so strange
Without leaves
With colourful range
In which instead of birds
Live so many men
He was still more bothered
Rushed to find
A quite place for rest
Left behind the chasing
And terrifying crowd
Happened to enter
Into a circus grand
Got strange but intimate smell
After a little search
He got to the tiger cage
Surprised he asked them
Why they were like the bondage
So thin, so weak
So gloomy, so meek
Look at me
So powerful, so strong
So healthy, so long
They said weepingly
Man has made us like him
Away from Nature
Our lovingly mother
Captivated under circumstances
Working at other’s will
Why did you dare
To come here
Here lives man
You don’t know what he can
Do to serve his selfish end
Just return to the jungle
Your natural room
To avoid such dreadful doom
They are after you
And if they found a clue
You are sure to glue
To the greedy hand
Copyright © V P Mahur | Year Posted 2014
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