Kidnapped from jungle,
Restricting me to leash,
There're tones like me,
A fact, hard to believe!
Chained me for months,
Till I forget, how to hunt,
Often, hit me with bars,
All giving me ruby scars!
Snatched my long claws,
To shave, my both paw,
Shocked my every tissue,
Greed, is what the issue!
We're not clown, to do tricks,
A living being, not bricks,
Forced to jump, fire rings,
An animal, without wings!
Why forced to roll a drum,
For you, it may be a fun,
I can't dance, I can't sing,
A soul wanted to spring!
I can't drive a bicycle, sorry,
Nor too a ball, I can roll,
My body turns yellow pale,
Circus, the Animal's Jail!
Forced to stand, ankle hurts,
Blisters aching like desert,
Long whips sirens Death,
No mercy till de last breath!
No food & water, if I denied,
Self biting as only de stride,
People clap when I perform,
But none look, how I deform!
I tried to escape many times,
But de walls are too high,
I'm not a prisoner, nor a foe,
Just a soul, wanted to glow!
- By Raj Kashyap…
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