An Escape Route. Poem by Gangadharan nair Pulingat..

An Escape Route.



Am I a victim or criminal
All of you to decide
In this scorching sun heat
Through the tarred surface of road
With heavy chains and painful feelings
I am compelled to walk in a procession
I am decorated and ornamented for beauty
But the beauty of mind humans bereft
Or forgot in years while dealing us
The ear breaking drum beats I hear
The shouts of people I remember
Sounds of fire works makes me wild
A little time I forgot myself
And attempted for an escape to the wild
Where my mind was not in my control
Obstacles were many, but I continued
The journey of escape but speed run
I swam across the river within minutes
I passed the habitats in such a haste
People shouting followed me I knew
Someone came in front of me in chance
That I tried to remove him as an obstacle
The people says I was mad enough
And a life lost in my escape route
I was shot at with sedative drugs they say
And now I am chains and ruining my life
Say who is the culprit, man or beast
Try to understand the feelings of an elephant
And at least give us a proper treatment.

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Trying for an escape from the hardships of captivity......
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