Persistence of Silence
I jumped out of the bus,
Before it stopped,
And hurried to my class, half-a-league away.
As I kicked the door,
The statues enjoying the pin drop silence,
Starred at me, as If I had haunted them.
“Anything wrong?” I put a question,
And checked myself – top to bottom.
My dress was neat and fine,
The pant’s zipper was closed,
Shoes were shining too.
“Everything is fine, so who gives a damn.”
I answered myself,
And head towards my bench,
With the silence roaming around me.
I waved to my neighbors,
And again they were in silence,
“What’s going on?” I asked and nodded my head,
The response was only a silence.
Hell No! Was I disturbing their peace?
“Avenge O’ Lord!!!!
Your fellow disciples,
Have imprisoned their soul, freedom, and liberty,
For the sake of vain futuristic promises,
Sowed by the orthodoxies- centuries ago.
The class is meant for the humans,
How can it be so silenced???
Once used to be the days,
We humans would bunk the class in a group,
Banging, pushing and pulling,
But now the time has changed.
And my only mate remained was absent today.
Since I had already ruined many-a-seconds,
There was no point in wasting more time.
I bunked the class alone,