He went about as if
He carried a great weight,
Keeping his body upright,
But keeping head high,
Feeling a different man
From the others,
A sort of complex
He couln't understand,
Life seemed normal though,
Dames giving him
Pitiful looks he dindn't want,
He wanted to be an equal,
Yet felt being treated
Differently, though his brains
Were superior to others,
His bent back a sadness
In his hear, a lonliness,
He couldn't express to none.
Ravikiran Arakkal
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