Once upon a time, there was a king who feared
his death from babies of next generation,
apparently some astrologer told him so.
His life was dear to him, so he issued an order
to put behind bars all the gravid ladies of his kingdom.
He could have killed those women but sadly
that would have lowered the "human rights index".
Women were arrested and kept in possible farthest jail.
They delivered babies, took care of them for few months,
babies were chained and mothers were forced out.
Babies started growing in the darkest jail of that time.
As they were human babies they maneuvered themselves
in the darkness and started aging happily,
dark was their god, dark were their thoughts
They even dreamed darkly.
The only ornament they had, was their chains
They took care of it as their vital body parts.
They used it for music they used it for war
even organized competition to determine mightiest so far.
During competition, chain of a puny man broke,
He was labeled challenged and was out-casted.
He started spending his time in other things, at other corner,
with the broken piece of his chain he started scratching the wall
While scratching, the chain got hot and he got brunt finger
He unleashed his frustration on the wall,
hit repeatedly with his hot chain until it sparked
He told his few friends about this new blinding thing.
Words got out and mightiest of them came
and crushed him with their mightiest chain
for discovering something blinding and unfaithful.
He was thrown back in the same distant corner.
Forgetting his pain he again started scratching and hitting the wall
really the wall was not too strong and not too thick
it started cracking, he kept on scratching and hitting,
Finally a stone came out and prison was filled with blazing light.
People came running towards it covering their eyes
they were scared, they were terrified, puny man was leaping,
as he had seen the outside world with his watery eyes.
Mightiest of them came all frowned on this light of disbeliever
They killed the puny man with their mightiest chain and
stuffed his bones in the vent, again there was darkness all around.
- Chanchal Prakasham
his death from babies of next generation,
apparently some astrologer told him so.
His life was dear to him, so he issued an order
to put behind bars all the gravid ladies of his kingdom.
He could have killed those women but sadly
that would have lowered the "human rights index".
Women were arrested and kept in possible farthest jail.
They delivered babies, took care of them for few months,
babies were chained and mothers were forced out.
Babies started growing in the darkest jail of that time.
As they were human babies they maneuvered themselves
in the darkness and started aging happily,
dark was their god, dark were their thoughts
They even dreamed darkly.
The only ornament they had, was their chains
They took care of it as their vital body parts.
They used it for music they used it for war
even organized competition to determine mightiest so far.
During competition, chain of a puny man broke,
He was labeled challenged and was out-casted.
He started spending his time in other things, at other corner,
with the broken piece of his chain he started scratching the wall
While scratching, the chain got hot and he got brunt finger
He unleashed his frustration on the wall,
hit repeatedly with his hot chain until it sparked
He told his few friends about this new blinding thing.
Words got out and mightiest of them came
and crushed him with their mightiest chain
for discovering something blinding and unfaithful.
He was thrown back in the same distant corner.
Forgetting his pain he again started scratching and hitting the wall
really the wall was not too strong and not too thick
it started cracking, he kept on scratching and hitting,
Finally a stone came out and prison was filled with blazing light.
People came running towards it covering their eyes
they were scared, they were terrified, puny man was leaping,
as he had seen the outside world with his watery eyes.
Mightiest of them came all frowned on this light of disbeliever
They killed the puny man with their mightiest chain and
stuffed his bones in the vent, again there was darkness all around.
- Chanchal Prakasham
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