Rat You Too. Poem by Hardik Vaidya

I am walking on a road, crowded, overflowing to its brim.
I am reminded of Samuel Coleridge,
People people everywhere and not a soul to kiss.
I am reminded of Alfred Lord Tennyson
People to the Left of me, People to the Right of me,
They screamed and muttered.
Before I could think of Tagore,
I fell into a Square Manhole.
A big Fat Rat looked at me,
Shouted get lost you rat and leave us people alone.
I scrambled back to the Man and his made hole,
Found the ladder,
Rumbled up with scamper,
Then I remembered Plato,
I shouted back, I said hello me dear,
We are rats, noted with thanks,
But then who would be cats?
Rats, they look like you,
But take oaths, with nice deep throats.