In The Subject House - Poem by Arundathi Santosh
One day in the subject house,
There came a mouse
“I wonder which is the best object,
So I can take my subject”
There came Science,
“I am the best,
East or west.
What would you do without technology?
Which is provided by me.”
Except social science,
“I might be a part of you,
But that doesn’t mean I am stupid like you,
Imagine a world without justice,
I am the one who stopped all that practice.”
Suddenly came the languages
With hair as if they are from the dark ages
“ In my opinion, I do think
More than a sock you both stink.
Because no matter what
I am better than you a lot.”
Then came math with his numbers
Who she was sure they could do wonders
“All your opinions are so bad,
Because I have more brains than you ever had.
Think about my numbers who can just more than count
There is no mountain that they can’t mount.”
“Stop this! ” screamed the mouse
“Is this how you behave in the subject house!
I’ve seen enough already,
So I think I will take one by one everybody.”
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