The wild rabbit from the bushes in hills
I caught it and carried to my home
Beautiful cage that I made for it
And gave enough green leaves to eat

Out of my love and sympathy to the rabbit
In the early morning after milking cows
Gave a bowl of milk to my friend I caged
The leaves of sweet potato it so loved

Slowly we became friends and I rubbed
Took in hands with such happiness in mind
When a cat arrived near the cage
It made its own sound through movements

Father told me to set it free
Otherwise it will find its own freedom
Freedom is more important to a living being
When it relates to wild animals more important

Almost one year passed and it grew fast
As a large rabbit and cage changed in size
One day when I went to the cage to see it
There was no rabbit at all, cleverly escaped

Freedom it is more important all living beings
When it is rejected it will try its best
To make it free by hook or crook or by force
Freedom is such a noble thought in word and deed.

Gangadharan nair Pulingat..

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