There was an 'autistic' boy
As 'autistic' as can be
He ran away to 'no-man's land'
No people there, only trees.

Soon he understood
That things were not so good
That when he screamed and cried
The trees just only sighed.

And when he banged his head
They never sympathised
As if nothing mattered
They photo-synthe-sized

And when he flapped his hand
They outdid him with a branch!
So he put a finger in the corner of his eye
Cocked his head to one side

And he wondered…
And he wondered…
He put a finger in the corner of his eye
Cocked his head to one side
And he wondered…

VINA SHANKAR