One beautiful spring day
A tiny sparkle o f white eggs lay
On a mulberry tree green and fine
In a garden of blooms and vine
Then, into a caterpillar it grew
Nibbling the leaves, stronger it blew
Delicate and dainty it hung upside down
A chrysalis formed by spinning a cocoon
An Exotic yellow butterfly
Finally sprang out gracefully
Prettier than all others in the garden
Soon she was the target of everyone around
An enchantress she was of her kind
Unaware of the danger lying ahead
She fluttered from flower to flower
Singing merrily and sipping sweet nectar
Then, out of nowhere appeared a rascal brat
Holding a long stick with glue as a vicious trap
It stuck on to her dainty wings
And she was caught in the strings
Day and night she schemed on a way out
At last, out of a tiny spout
She crept out to see daylight
But, alas it wasn’t the end of her plight
In vain, the vagabond hunted her and chased
As she flew away and raced
A psychopath with no rational thought
No sympathy offered and sought
Crushed her delicate wings in his palm
Injured, yet miraculously safe of harm
Climb higher she did indeed
Sheer willpower as a shield
Out of breath, on a tree she rested
Her heart weak and untreated
Her abode, solid and secure on the ground
Move anywhere from the tree, she dare not
Terrified of again being victimized
The memory as a nightmare, still haunted
Yet in her heart she longed endlessly
To be free and roam the earth painlessly
One more time in this life, without any doubt
Before closing her eyes for the final round
Aminath Neena
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