Question

SUMMARY OF THE MAD POEM BY K SACHITHANANDAN

Answer 1

Answer:

The mad have no caste

or religion. They transcend

gender, live outside

ideologies. We do not deserve

their innocence.

Their language is not of dreams

but of another reality. Their love

is moonlight. It overflows

on the full-moon day.

Looking up they see

gods we have never heard of. They are

shaking their wings when

we fancy they are

shrugging their shoulders. They hold

that even flies have souls

and the green god of grasshoppers

leaps up on thin legs.

At times they see trees bleed, hear

lions roaring from the streets. At times

they watch Heaven gleaming

in a kitten’s eyes, just as

we do. But they alone can hear

ants sing in a chorus.

While patting the air

they are taming a cyclone

over the Mediterranean. With

their heavy tread, they stop

a volcano from erupting.

They have another measure

of time. Our century is

their second. Twenty seconds,

and they reach Christ; six more,

they are with the Buddha.

In a single day, they reach

the big bang at the beginning.

They go on walking restless, for

their earth is boiling still.

The mad are not

mad like us.