Mundane to Mystery

A child, some twelve in age,

resided behind the bars of a cage,

he'd work all day to feed the family,

to make both ends meet, oh tragedy

Years after, when he broke the bars,

the bars of poverty, pity and scars,

he ventured the world of sick sight,

witnessed that there was nothing right.

The gulf between "have"s & " have not"s

widens up with grown economic blots,

Meanwhile, segments of life

dies with responsibilities alive

Memories of fields and mines

flashed before his eyes,

tears ready to wet his cheek,

oh boy, he felt so bleak

Suddenly he saw an absurd mirror,

Bringing both excitement and terror,

Went close and he touched the surface,

His fingers went beyond the base

Weird it felt, to enter a liquefied screen,

But the vision brought a wider grin,

A world so pretty and full of lights,

chariots of candies and flying kites,

Reliving the childhood, the child rejoiced,

The absurd journey filled his void,

The liquid mirror did major magic,

escaped the life so sorrowful and tragic.