48. A GIFTED TOY
(tamed monster, a buddy)
O Guruji, thank you a zillion
times,
you made me your boy.
now only, I can
understand,
and accept this monster
as a gifted toy.
Now I can play with him,
if I want,
and turn it off when I
don’t.
I allow it to play with
myself,
and then pack it off to
the shelf.
The monster sometimes
smiles,
And walk with me, hand in
hand, for miles.
Sometimes, when I am
unable to walk,
He lifts me up, and run,
shunning the talk.
He is my buddy, if I deploy
I know, for sure, it is my GIFTED TOY.
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