Stick - Poem by Gajanan Mishra
Look, this stick
Is walking on the road
Be sure this stick
Is not a living being.
Here I am the substance
Here this stick is category
I know history geography
And present politics and law
Stick does not know
What is happening.
I know I am eating food and I know
And how the food is transformed
In to energy and this stick sustains.
I know the stick
That in various forms I am demonstrating.
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