Who has the courage

to escort the lion into the well?

To tell him that his foe dwells in the well?

No one retorted.

On the assembly floor, only the ears

Stood up like panic stricken salutes.

Once a coward, always a coward,

they accused each other;

abused.

It was a mess.

The congress was dissolved.

We cannot take this cowardry any more.

Hay Fascist, a superior version of you

 reside deep  within the well;

read a face book post from the rebel rabbit.

No bigger ideological crisis than cowardry.

And cowadry flares up verbosity,

Read a chat message from the thinker rabbit.

It’s  dumb, the cyber cell is active ! warns the

Technocrat rabbit.

No , we have to do atleast this much;

The asscent of the rabbit is inevitale,

Argues the rebel rabbit.

A beat  stench  from the corridor,

When the rabbit glances at the door,

It is the lion.

Translated by Aditya shankar