When a pine is felled in the forest
what can the other pines do, but rue…
helplessly rooted to their spots.
They rattle their boughs in scared demur,
rock their trunks as if trying to uproot,
but all in vain…it is but the nature’s rule
to stand desolate amongst piling ruins
waiting in silence for their turn.
But in what way is a common man
better than the immovable pines
…walking, talking, eating and sleeping
…yet a vegetable enduring
domineering Machiavellians
and living like a forlorn human-pine,
without a fight, bending his spine
by yielding down to ruthless exploitation? !
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(The first stanza and the basic idea of this poem are inspired by a sloka (Sanskrit poem) from Ramayana by Audikavi Valmiki)
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