A Child's Plea
As a patient locked,
In a trance of agreement nods,
At its hyptonist,
So I to you.
And stay away,
From the bicycle;
Accept the tricycle.

When a chick shadows,
Its older, wiser, shrewder self,
Safety, like a web,
Spreads about, tangling it within.
And I remain,
On the three-wheeler,
Not on the ground below.

As a young cub dies,
Wrapped in a bear's protective care,
Glad, but not gleeful,
I think; shall that be my fate too?
To know the tricycle?
But never... the bicycle?

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Written By Nishanthi Siva!
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