Being chased by dogs
is normal in towns.
Being beaten by animals
is expected in forests.
Being pursued by persons
every day of your living
takes the life out.
I am in a status
where I am watched,
followed, attacked
for reasons I
could not understand,
as I make it a point
to be away from
the plotters.
I do nothing spectacular.
I work and earn. It is not
working but slogging,
minding my expenses,
‘accounting them,
mostly away from
my children and comfort
zone.
Being made of a different stuff,
I refrain from back biting,
do not go ahead with inquiry’
not interested to know
what others are doing.
it is work, music, reading
keep me going. Could this
be the cause for eyesore?
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