Once I seen a rickshaw puller with astonishment <br />Found myself guilty of heaven’s embezzlement <br />It was like a dream; I saw the scene in wide awake <br />Such a lovely grandeur creation! Lord’s make. <br /> <br />Quietly wept within, tears rolled with happiness, <br />Praised humanity and Almighty, for its liveliness <br />Emptied my thoughts and feelings, felt loneliness <br />Prayed with head upward for his act of kindness <br /> <br />He was freeing the birds after paying the cost <br />‘He used to do this regularly’ ah! A peace host <br />His earnings were meager yet he earned much <br />I went near to him, for an angelic holy touch <br /> <br />Smiled, seeing others and laughed, while he freed <br />“Fly high, take your wills breathe, bird; don’t bleed <br />Make your own world, away from fear and greed, <br />Away from the human reach, peace must ye breed” <br /> <br />On the stream of time, flowed he, sank in heavy age <br />Flesh melted and soaked, looked like skinny cage <br />Now, he was a beggar, yet job was the same, ‘freedom’ <br />‘A repeat of the said words, for their unseen kingdom’. <br /> <br />Few years later, revisited the place, I couldn’t find him <br />In front of my eyes, he shimmered in air, like a vexed vim <br />He was not seen by eyes, felt everywhere, I knew just <br />At last, he freed his soul and body, mingled into the dust <br /> <br />Birds are still in wait, eyes are paved with faith, forever <br />Dreaming, he will come again to free them, their savior<br /><br />Aftab Alam<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/who-will-free-the-cage-bird/
