Distraction - Poem by Shreej k.c
In the middle of my study nook
mind saturated by bulky book
I scroll my mobile phone
ay me, too see folks from flats
quelling those from the mounds
and vice versa.
the devastating slaughters bring me pain
nearly burst open my sodden brain
I look around the library
my friends from varied topo and race
burying intently for hours their face
banging heads quietly over thick tome
to compete for the same home.
My bud beside me who does share
every secret and similar bugbear
could he ever throttle me or tear
for I was born puny sized to belong to
only few inches of this segregated earth
Dang! if only I possessed bigger girth
enough to cover the whole universe
or at least this tiny globe
Perhaps there would be no words
spelling I, me and mine
just we, us, ours
and everyone fine.
My mate turns at me
his usual chummy smile and wink
sets aside his book, grabs his cell phone
I wink back at him and
mute the distraction.
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