The Statue. Poem by RAVIKIRAN ARAKKAL

It stood still staring forward,
With a heart of stone,
But something stirred within,
It tried to smile
Happy seeing lovers passing by,
It tried to cry,
When beggars fought
For some crumbs of bread,
It tried to be afraid,
When the police fired
At the furious mob,
It tried to be miserable,
When there was a traffic jam,
It tried to laugh,
when someone joked nearby,
It tried to b e shocked,
When there was an accident
Near to its pedastal,
It tried to be sick,
When some crow sittting
On it defecated on it,
It felt jealous,
When all the going ons
Go around it,
But unable to move face and body.

Ravikiran Arakkal