The Monkey Poem by Asit Kumar Sanyal

I would know a poor man
Who had a monkey by God's grace
He used to pull on his family
by monkey show at various public place.

He had a young capable son too
Intelligent, healthy and absolutely fine
He never tried for a prestigious job
But was moving towards chord line.

After passing a couple of years
Once I met that man beside a lake
I said, 'How are you and your son? '
He said sadly after a short break….

The son whom I wanted to make a teacher
became a wild monkey, I pulling boat alone
And the monkey supposed to be wild
Doing the duty of my son.