COLT’S CHASE
My father was black and my mother was white
So that all made me the colour of nineteen ‘o five.
Few people said my legs were beautiful
While few said I have a future fruitfull
My dreams were not so big,
I just wanted to be a big.
I was of five who didn’t know the meaning of life
I didn’t know about my father ,my mother was no more.
One fine day I heard my master
He was saying to his child about his master
I was paying no heed to them
But he said something what I dreamt
It was the question ’ who is big?’
The answer expectedly was not of the myth
He told him the big is the one
Who can decide the destiny of many at once.
What was that ?I searched for long
Answers were not the same which I want.
One day I have broken few rules
I ran away from them and made them fools
I have not done something obscurely
My master was peevish & was surely
Their endevours were not upto the mark
I was fully free standing infront of the park

I came to the green field,
I stayed for long without any meal
The pathetic was my condition
Still I haven’t got the answer of my question.
Few told me it’s a fireball
Which breaks our dream and prevents us from fall
While few told me it’s a snow ball
Which we daily see after the fireball.
But neither the sun nor the moon were God
Somebody please tell me the answer of my what.

I then heared the shout of crowds
I thought something interesting without any doubt
I ran delirously towards that
I didn’t get what was that.

Few were shouting on the creatures like me
They were running in a big field.
As they finished I observed the behaviour
Emotions were mixed which was rare.

Some were shouting that they were ruined
While some were so happy that they have no brains
People called that a horse race
I made it a dream to be chased
I have got my answer
I have got my God
That was the thing I had been searching
That was the thing which decides the future of all.