Poetry

I Want to Breathe

Choked I am , want to breathe

On this  earth fresh air depleted

One or other count Nature flummoxed

Squeezed voice needed to breathe;

When wolves  on open street howl

Silenced lamb  must be at  foul

No matter whatever be  skin colour

Lamb ought  to  be punished as ever.

Entire wood now stand in dissent

Wolves deserve appropriate punishment

Nature evolves its protocol of behaviour

Each one should breathe in fresh air.

                                                                              ~Shyamal Mukhopadhyay 

                                                                              Nagpur, India

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