Long Confusionfreedom Poems

Vi: News From Freedom Square

Sir –
We saw some lads matching 
Free from their dungeon
Commandeered by a white-robed priest!
We saw them standing 
By the rostrum of the Freedom Square;
Someone asked:
“Was there truly a freedom square?”
Someone replied:
“There was, there is, there is to be
A place where freedom smiles
At the people;
O! the gunless chaps got independence
In this hub of the nation’s epitome
Of scholarism,
Marbled under the fading sun.”

Now, Sir –
We heard the peals of the bells;
The representors made the call;
The lions came with their claws
And lionesses made their presence felt;
The forest was emptied:
She was ransacked to the full;
The rough beasts roamed a full noon!
In a wide silent forest of pantology;
Ah! no weak beasts saw this sole noon:
No goat, no sheep, no dog, no antelope –
The tough beasts breathed
A full day of nature’s breathe.