Shouldn'T I Change..? Poem by Susanta Pattnayak

A scintillating hope gleams, when a caterpillar placidly
Blooms and burgeons its dreams to fly
Come into being its wings, and stoically
Descending a cool dawn, a butterfly spreads its wings to fly!

Events such, nature's grace, onlookers are you and I
For in his early dreams a human child,
Generations but cocoon him under the chary eyes
He, severed as his wings, can't fly as the butterfly!

Ice age, glacial epoch.., warm, cold.., natural are all changes
Just placid-worried emotions, healthy-fragile relations over the ages
Kindles this a conviction, as one's survival at stake
Lest extinction, rest in the history pages!

Many an evolution after, I shred my tail, changed to a Homo Sapiens
Now shouldn't I shred beastly to spread hope, love and compassion…!