( 32) Where am I ?

(32) Where am I ?

I may be a docile cow or a passive spectator,
and not cowed down by clouts and shouts,
have the changing world and motley crowd,
invariably drawn by puzzles and thrills,
like a conundrum, life forever is posing a problem,
whether hotmail ,or concord, life is running its own course,
toiling housemaid near the firewood,
unruly crowd in the fraudulent ration shop,
the queue overstretching the street corner,
felled streets blocking the traffic,
the cylinder man’s heavy shoulder,
eager to ease the burden of purpose,
the drunken addict in booze of overdose,
dragging the hair of his wife,
as would a lion a goat kid in strife,
animal passion in man up welling,
the avaricious housewife swallows all
reason or rhyme, visits the maternity
ward, every two years fresh confinement,
she is not for her daughter’s marriage,
augments source of perennial income,
prefers her son a lifelong bachelor,
lest her coffer should become pauper,
advocates divorce a panacea for all ills,
what is her senile husband? A knowledgeable
puppet, a dancing doll in the hand,
the world remains the same, the crowd changes
its stand, forever, we have to be a part of the changing
scenario, philanderer and philanthropy all go hand in hand.