Potted Banyan
Somebody had pinched it
Of its swiftness and vigor
Its might, its hands
Its roots, its girth
Its fearlessness that could
Challenge the sky
Somebody somebody
Mercilessly, gradually
Beautifully had stolen away all
Its mettle, stay-put spirit
Against hammering winds
Had been manipulated
It’s now bent in absolute obedience
Even at the command of mere finger-tips
They cashed on its innocence
And made it believe
This life, here, is
Beautiful and attractive
Full of green in youthful vitality
Extended to a hundred yojanas
With umpteen uses
Once upon a time
It had spread its kingdom of life
Alas
Now potted
In two fists-full earth
Now reduced
To arid eyes looking for water
Somebody had pinched it
Of its swiftness and vigor
*Telugu original by Vinnakota Ravi Shankar
poem by Indira Babbellapati
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