Yes, I Am A Slave Poem by Gajanan Mishra

Yes, I am a slave,
Slave to my wife
And my family.
I am not free
At home
And also at the office.
I am forced to do
Everything including
Reading, eating, sleeping,
Sitting, walking and
So many things.

Even in writing and
In composing poems
I am not free.
See they are telling me
You should not write,
In such and such words,
In such and such manners,
You must not keep
Grammatical errors.
But I failed to understand,
Whether the thought and
The emotions come first
or the grammars.
They are telling further-
Your poems bear
No poetic sensibility at all,
And they are prosaic,
Even more prosaic than the seniors.

Anyway, I am not free,
It is true.
I am the slave to everyone here.
And a slave has no value,
That is the truth, I know.