Poem by Dr. L Sr. PRASAD
MY HATS OFF TO YOU!
Even so who cares? The important thing is to have the head on the neck!
That too in proper position, otherwise if you walk with your head in the sky deck,
Sun and wind will scorch you till you hide it in the weeping clouds of acid rain,
And the smog your own creation and keep your feet firm on the slippery terrain!
O dear! Hat is a headgear responds to your emotional head like a super umbrella,
Hat is a fashion fare and speaks volumes in hot summer, like ice-cream vanilla,
Hat is a social status, a religious symbol and it is the walking dignity of people,
Hat is a showcase with a head half hidden in it and looks like Adam eating apple!
Bowler, Baseball, Fez, Trilby, Toppar, cricket, Kufi, Kaffiya, Ushanka and Top hat,
What is in a name or hat? Unless you are a magician who can use it as cornucopia vat,
Hat it is an extension of our head and the secret place to hide our emotions and guilt,
Chef’s Toque to Pope’s mitre, from beanie to turban, Ascot to Zucchetto, hat is a great quilt!
In Indian summer, a man or woman is what, without his or her essential hat ?
God has flames, sun and moon have clouds, kings have crowns, O common man!
Every war and battle wear its own hats of hate and bury peace in the crypts of the earth!
If you can come with all of us in establishing peace and love, that’s your real worth!
(MY HATS OFF TO YOU! )
COPYRIGHT@DR LSR PRASAD 21.4.2017