Museum

By Nithin Das

Father and his boy

Went up to a museum

To see the world

Of Roman’s and colosseum

Stones and spears

Primitive

Tools of fear

Innovative

Hey! , exclaimed the boy

Looking at the corner

That looked more than a toy

Shields!

That rattled the war fields

Curiosity pulled his legs faster

One quick turn, he saw the real master

The remains of the Jurassic world

Astound and baffled

He stared at those bones

A story it told

That man was not alone

A note that captured my inner sight

Consuming the essence of history’s might

Be the light that carries the past

Containing origins of universe this vast

Be the museum of your history

For that is where people come searching mysteries!

By Nithin Das