The Maniac Man Poem by Bijay Kant Dubey

A maniac man what the causes of his mania I know them not
Whether hereditary or familial
Or as for excessive labour
And lesser nutritious diet
Has he turned into
Or has for excessive studies and readings.

I do not want to mock at him, but often see I going on the rod
Touching the stones,
Rounding and rounding to reach art and abandon,
Where he has not go, goes he,
Whatever has he not to touch, tries to touch he for an experimentation.

A maniac man locking and re-locking the box,
Having locked, trying to check in time and again
By pulling the lock,
Checking is no doubt too
And one should be on guard of course
But for once or twice,
Not for time and again.

Crossing the railway line near the halt,
Crossing and re-crossing
What did it happen in his heart inner mind,
God knows it,
Who will rescue him from his mania?

Moving on the road, touching and re-touching stones,
Who can ever say
What it is happening in his consciousness,
Why is this mania,
Why is this madness?