Kanishk Dang - Rogue

I lie besides the brook that excels
Near me is a moor uncertain
By my feet are few junipers growing
And I love their togetherness

I lived among the herd once
Now living here I am rogue
Solitary I am and misanthrope too
Because the men underestimated our homes too

Peripatetic? I wish I could...please
Perforce I stay here because His creation stand next to my door
Cleared an fallowed are places by men
Unable to value 'What He gave' to whom and for what'

Please God at least bless them
Who were my or yet are...

Kanishk Dang

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