Slurping on an ultra-emancipated thought in my humble Hut,
From far away I watched a Revered Orator, from whom, I too Learnt;
And who took the American dreams within dreams; sky high,
A Nobel ‘War’ rior; spread olive branches, was Mr. Obama’s sight.
If a land, longing to set an example, to evolutionary clauses,
To lead, would plead to please; diluting traits, original causes;
Lead us to define in one reference tome - right, liberal or left,
That further leads to the future that shapes the arc to upend.
As there never was one abode, nor ever will be, for a species,
I too, as the humble Poet, kept rhyming what’s not yet decreed;
Original clauses, indispensable; alas, enshrouded with mainstream,
Slurping whilst searching for hope that I can’t see even in Space dream! 😊
© Pranav Chaturvedi 2024