A Runner's Appeal Poem by Ramakrushna Sahu

I Do not stop. I can't stop
Though I have forgotten
The reason of my movement
I run faster in sleep
Than when I am awake.

As if I am put on a racing track
And kicked from behind to run
Neither a competitor nearby
Nor any spectator
All have left the field
Along with the whistle blower.

I don't stop because I can't stop
There is not a line of end
In the circular path of movement

Why am I put as a runner
On a track with nowhere an end?
Why am I not thrown
Into the sky like a cloud
To float and change and vanish?
Why am I not made a river
With dance and music
To submerge at last
In the silence of sea?