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Shadows lengthening............... in the late winter afternoon

China clay lemon pickle jars .................... being sun-cooked

Tiny warm sparrows chirping hopefully waiting for sundown

Rest and sleep..... their nests cozy with sticks,hay and down

Rule for the day almost over. king sun  to lay down his crown

Crown of hope,drudgery,toil, .................heated then cooled

Did the sun rise today ? ............or simply keeping us fooled ?

Day after day for countless eons he(the sun) ...rises and falls

We fools-ignorant,oblivious......................  play with the dolls

People young,old,middle-aged................ burning with desire

What moves us? drives us crazy?through the day fans our fire

Why do the beasts... ..nocturnal predators ....... stay awake ?

Sitting in warm shelters man strains ........till he has backache

Straining eyes,mind,brains......... poring over news and views

Maybe a thriller on the telly,engrossing,toxic opium in the sinews

By chance I saw a sick child in a home.......... burning with fever

He is down with jaundice........... they say an ailment of the liver

Some sin of last birth......................or simply a faulty machine ?

Why can't his parents afford proper diet............ and medicine ?

Night of modern age....................... darkness cannot hold sway

Glittering bright fluoresent lights"Man machines.... it's your day!"

Proud,vain,insane.................. strive to turn darkness into light

The cannot match the King's Light....... ever cheerful and bright

Why do the birds not chirp? .................why don't they awake?

On the other side of the globe hopeful people about to be reborn

Welcome the King's New Day...................A fresh eventful morn

© Bishwanath Mukherjee