Man Is Unique Poem by V P Mahur

The God gifted, granted nature
Of each and every creature
Is its characteristic recognition
Revealing itself in unique action

All rats are nibblers, wasters
Dog barks on seeing strangers
Cow gives sweet, maternal milk
And a cocoon spins lusty silk

It is only the creature named man
Whose action is never certain
What can he do or cannot do
Is out of any certainty and clue

Sometimes he can be a survivor
But next moment a destroyer
He is the only of all creatures
That has lost his natural features

He can save his own sisters
But can smash all others
He can save his own honor
But can cause others dishonor

He can be an angel for someone
But for all the others brute demon
He can be a worshiper at a place
But a destroyer in another case

Even his creator cannot know
How much brutality he can show
How he has lost his manly trends
And created in him guilty brands