:
Your Stagnant postulates shall be crushed by Storms of change :
Hypocrisy has engulfed the earth rotting it from the core with smells of decaying egoism,
self proclaimed superiority,pseudo intellectualism .The modern man seems to
understand all human psychology and string them together with his preconceived
ideas postulated on the basis of observation that concerned on that particular
era , circumstance , environment or people and ignoring the origin of all
ideas. An intellectualism claiming dictatorship over every independent
creativity and free thinking. The Priest telling Megallen not to go beyond the
horizon or he shall fall from the earth. No! you were wrong Mr. Priest cause
you did not have the heart that Lord gave you to see his creation in meditation
or your heart may have been buried deep down in the gutters of supreme
knowledge imprinted on you by your predecessors .You Dictators and guards of
humanity proclaimed freedom and the next
day you lay fences and mines for any free soul should wander, he must be
summoned and judged by the theories from your preconceived books of humanity
and with each century you conspired with your diabolical mind to create the
master morality and slave morality. Anyone who does not belong to either class
or has the free will to think on those ‘not to think lines’ shall has to be
tortured with instruments called the society where only extremities exist,
either good or evil and where judgements are passed in a second not by logic but
by power of the majority and designed carefully to grind the brain till all
heavenly theories propagated by the master morality are imprinted like a
programme that runs in loops and then they shall throw you on the cages of
slave class. The slave class that has always ensured master morality should
remain unquestioned as the very existence of all their ideas of happiness and
emotion depends on the theories postulated by their master class. But the
earth, the universe laughs silently on arrogance of mankind who does not have
the idea of how the stream of time have eroded all out of time stagnant ideas
for its must breed changes.Only that lasts are innocent smiles that spoke of
every creation, the unjudgemental conversation communicated from the heart, the
eyes that silently gazed on the mountains mesmerized by the mighty creation.And
the man thought how grain size his existence have been in front of the creation
and its phenomenon. You the proclaimed
dictators! Your programmes shall be eroded, your intellectualism will be burnt
, you moral preachings will be washed
away and someday you shall be traped in your own stagnant ideas.Lord
told you to flow in time and scatter what you gained on barren valleys and sow
the seeds of change, a change that embraces the new and old .But alas ! to flow
in time you have long left the boat of heart and its now pitch dark to be found
again. You are to leave for those who escaped your conspiracy and went to the
forbidden lands .But don’t you worry for you shall not be burnt in hell but
dumped straight into public sewerage where some slaves created by you shall be
looking at you strangely judging you on the theories postulated in your marketed
book of humanity and he shall run the programmes imprinted where you will just
be stinking insane person on the gutters as his output.
I
see you my brothers
Once
we were frozen together
On
the womb of the mighty glacier
Prepared
to flow in the streams of time
Through
the whistling woods
Down
the narrow valleys
Striking
hard on the rocks
The
rock of circumstances
There
you disappeared my brothers
Onto
some mysterious paths
Here
I am now on the river of societies
I
ain’t transparent now
Musk
of dirt surrounds me
And
I can’t see straight and clear
But
sometimes the mountain breeze
Passes
silently stroking my hair gently
Sharing
love of my long lost brothers
Love
that fore ever hover in the spectra
And
we all shall finally dance
In
the gigantic ocean
Waiting
for turn to jump in sky
Relieved
of dirt and sins
To
fall like rain crystal and clear
Or
glide as snow on to the mother glacier
