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The Night Walk

An ordinary night, I was tired
With all day’s work and summer high
No any hunger but I had some food
And then decided to lighten my mood
Roaming around free of care
And breathing in the open air

I locked the door very firmly
And moved out un-hurriedly
In deep sleep was half the city
Past twelve it was already

Moving slowly in the semi-dark street
My nose struck a smell very offensive
Passing besides was a sewage
With half solids, rotten junks
And thick black water flown untreated
I went very harsh and gave it a scold
“O dirty sewage, why you smell so low?”
Sewage was frightened but a mosquito came to defense
“O weak man! Don’t shout at my home
I can bring to death young or grown”
With a fear, I walked away hurriedly
It laughed at my back and mocked
“Thanks for helping us multiply rapidly”

As I moved fast towards the road
Happy to see bright light from top
My legs got struck to a dirty big plastic!
Angered, I shouted
“What a dirty waste you are!
You don’t even know where to lie?”
The plastic fell silent but a rat was near
Stared at me and made it clear
“O foolish man! Why are you so rude?
Don’t you know, it contains my food
I would starve if here it doesn’t lie
And plague will ensure you die”

I moved away with a war-torn face
And before I could get it out of my head
A car passed fast with a long black trail
Closely missing a dog which then barked
“O cruel men! I will eat you all”
I got frightened at this threat
But then it coughed and exclaimed
“Uff! This black monster you generate,
Will make you suffer and kill anyway!”

I got nervous and wished for fresh air
Looking for a tree, nowhere near
Little relief, I saw one at a distance
Ran to it with lots of hope
But all vanished when I saw
A leafless, dusted structure without any glow
I fell near its dry roots and asked worriedly
“O our savior, how did you die?”
It said nothing but a crow shouted
“O cunning man! Don’t shed crocodile tears.
You led to all this and now you ask!
Go to your home and let me relax”
                                                 --- Vikash Kumar


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