A Child of Earth, Yet Bound by Chains
Dr. Madan chandra Karan
A calf is born, and a cow it stays,
Through golden fields, it roams and sways.
A kid remains a goat so free,
Leaping high by the tamarind tree.
But man is born with open eyes,
Like a morning sun in endless skies.
Yet hands unseen, with silent thread,
Weave chains of faith around his head.
Hindu, Muslim, Christian, Jew—
Labels vast as ocean’s hue.
Yet rivers meet, and winds embrace,
While man alone divides his race.
The moonlight falls on every shore,
The raindrops knock on every door.
The banyan spreads its roots so wide,
Yet man builds walls to stand inside.
Oh, let the soul be like the air,
That knows no name but love and care.
For when we rest in silent ground,
No creed remains, no borders found.
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