PEN AND PAPER WITH DR LATA PRASAD

CAGE

Bird chirpy ,hopping dancing

tiny feathers big dreams

Unaware was caged

Years passed

Bird has been told

Cage is home

You belong here

She tried to escape

Hey you stupid

See so many hunters out there

Waiting for you

Scared confused

She did not asked question

How come one flies if not allowed

How come one fight if never in have ever

Cage was fog to stop thinking

As she was made to run day and night

Still she runs

On and on day and night!