The Man Poem by Ashish Chand

….the entirety knows you ….
The Man…Opinion of the …it…
In That …Chill …Cold …Frosty Night …
In That …Shrill …Stillness …Out to Bite …
He Forayed and Landed Upon "The Gold Sight "…

…but he withdrew …lest …he might …
…inadvertently kill a being in his erroneous slight …

There stayed …this Poisonous Snake …perennially blind …
It sensed …all as mere Danger …by Its Instrument mind …

Touch of Gold …In Its Hind …It lay alert and ever Tight …
It Spat Venom on Every Intruder …In fear …and in Fright …

Today …The Alarm rang high ….and Cascaded …
Today …The Fear Arose Berserk ……and Faded …

Today … Its Venom ….Slew Naught …
Today …It was a True Man …It Thought …