Jayashree Naidu Bull In The City On the city's main street The bull stood quietly Chewing its cud Of memories of past births, Eyes half-closed, Motionless. The bull in the heart of the city, Not heeding time, The very owner of the street Laughing at the pace of progress, Stood like a king. Who can ask this bull to move ? See what it looks like ! Stop the car ! What's the rush ? Brother, you on the bicycle, Watch out ! The bull doesn't move. Anti-industrial, Pacifist, vegetarian, Staunch prohibitionist On the city's main street. The bull can stand like this Forever. A bull has no sense. What about man ?
by Kapila Ramkumar
from kavi sangamam*కవి సంగమం*(Poetry ) http://ift.tt/1jjDMkQ
Posted by Katta
by Kapila Ramkumar
from kavi sangamam*కవి సంగమం*(Poetry ) http://ift.tt/1jjDMkQ
Posted by Katta
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