Barter
No more of the hardness of earth for me,
Or the thorny bed of grasses.
On soft cushions now I lie down
But sleep like blessings has become rarer.
I have removed the sheet of sky
Studded with stars and clouds.
Now I have a roof rock-solid
Too small for hope and dreams together.
The playful breeze of summer nights
I swapped with mere air-conditioned.
The silence of the woods and river
With the noise of vehicles and motor.
I put my trust on iron and wood
More than on men and their goodness.
Now but doubt everyone
And everything I fear.
I have bartered the whole universe
For a small space called 'my house'
What was without limits any
Tapes and foot can now measure.
Kinship with many and friendship with all,
I hurriedly did shun
I choose a few to alternatively love and hate
Called them 'my family dear' .
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