He Looks deep at me,
Direct in the eye,
Hairy but most human like,
Through the caged bars,
Lending his head in a plea,
Almost like this hand of mine.
Trying to Read
That expression in his eye,
What dwells deep within,
It’s hard to define.
Rage, anger, despair,
Stretching over millennia,
I cannot fathom,
What lies deep in this vacant stare.
Standing tall,
As I look in his eyes,
Finally the sparks burn bright.
I read his message right.
Inside that cage behind bars,
He claims — the place is mine
For the sin of egoistic hubris,
The sin of caging cruelly in,
Nature that is divine.
Nalaka Dassanayake
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