When a pine is felled in the forest <br />What can the other pines do, but rue <br />Helplessly rooted to their spots <br />They rattle their boughs in scared demur <br />Rock their trunks as if trying to uproot <br />All in vain, it is but the nature’s rule <br />To stand desolate amongst piling ruins <br />Waiting in silence for their turn <br /> <br />But in what way is a common man <br />Better than the immovable pine <br />Walking, talking, eating and sleeping <br />Yet a vegetable enduring <br />Domineering Machiavellians <br />Living like a forlorn human pine <br />Without a fight, bending his spine <br />Yielding down to ruthless exploitation <br /> <br />. <br /> <br />(The first stanza and the basic idea of this poem are inspired by a sloka (Sanskrit poem) from Ramayana by Audikavi Valmiki)<br /><br />sathya narayana<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/hopeless-pines/
