THE KOEL AND THE FOOLS

Well before the commencement of the spring

The British cuckoo or the Indian koel starts singing

With its sweet and natural melody

Some fools and children try to make a parody

 

It does not care somebody is listening

 Or some others enjoyi its singing

 Or some fools and children start mocking

It goes on singing and singing in response to the mocking

Some fools think the koel suffer from some mania

but the fools suffer from xenophobia

 

They don’t like any thing new or sweet

And are not ready to give their hearty treat

They suffer from their foolish pride

and which they can never hide

 

You can’t become great by mocking at a cuckoo

It betrays your inner sick view

Among the seasons undoubtedly spring is the king

The melodious cuckoo or koel invariably does sing