I Am Telling You Robert Frost Poem by Gajanan Mishra

One color black
Another white
And in the middle
It is yellow.

Is there any difficulty
You feel to follow?

Asked Robert Frost
Whose two roads diverged
In a yellow wood.

One wood is black
Another is white
And in the middle
It is yellow.

And it is half growth
No no no
it is full growth
That we are not able to see
In full and what we see
That we are not able to speak.

I am telling you Robert Frost
And I am proud
Two men are here
One is black
Another is white
And in the middle
Who is there yellow.

Not followed?

Come to my land
See my Lord Jagannath black
See my Lord Balavadra white
See my mother-Lord Suvadra yellow
Extending open arms to establish
A new world order with peace.