>≫≫Man In A Jungle Poem by Abdul Wahab

I close my eyes
And straight I go to a forest
Untouched by hands
At the time of twilight
Where tigers, lions
Bears and men live
The only difference men have with animals
Is that all are naked but men with a piece
Of cloth

The sun has gone
So the moon appears
And things are visible but dim
Clouds are floating above
Making the horizon a perfect dome

I stand and see
The grazing of animals
Eating with sound
Grass and leaves
Around the bush and long trees

Birds are cool and calm
Taking rest in their nests
Or hanging from boughs
Rats like creatures
Running helter -skelter
And out of insects
Make their feast

No one cares here anything
No rules, no sophistication
No practice of art
No finer quality of heart
And mind appeals
Everyone goes gross
Coarse in attitude
And running after physical needs
Raw, thrilling and gratifying

Might is right here
Snatching and grabbing
Both are instinctive
Rampant killing is in their bloody habit

A man I find standing
Clutching the both ends of his scarf
Running round his neck
And contemplating hard and wonder
If man is less beastly than the animals
And his society is not less than a jungle!