Tamed

Those that were enslaved

Could not bear the liberty of the free

And hence did hatch a plot they sold

To tame the wild in a torturous mould.

The forces of fate,

Had their plans all drawn

With details and designs and more,

For dousing the flame of fortune yore.

Indeed a fortune it was

For those that were free,

Unrestricted and unchained,

That dreamt of a world unpained.

But, the lure of a life that 

Had they not known before,

Brought 'em in into the turbulent fold,

Betraying the foretold wisdom old.

-- nayan

Tue, 30 July 2024

3:45 pm, Patna