Slurping on an ultra-emancipated thought in my humble Hut,
Thousands of miles away from the land of the Chosen Ones;
Where I too, wish, a day, could savour the sights of Jerusalem,
Shackled I, yet, listens to rightful rhymes, when to speak, it's Mr. Netanyahu’s turn.
Thousands’ of years’ took them to reach god’s gifted land. Agreed!
And one border to another, the wars it endured; too I accede!
A minuscule state that’s enshrouded by beings of different creed,
Yet, as the poor Poet, I would say a thing to evolutionary species!
A genuine mismatch of traits exists amongst all; never denied!
Nor love or revenge I ever entrusted with, that’s evermore Contrived!
All have drifted for a millennia alone, & this let us made to feel,
That evolution was kind, alas, for millennia, it has never ever been!
Clauses: some I wish I should’ve read, some I should’ve not,
Some I reserve, or maybe not; all for some another day rather,
Slurping on thoughts in my Hut, I say, let's build Species Another!😊
© Pranav Chaturvedi 2024