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Thus Spake Cunt, the most powerpacked piece of poetry comes in small pieces. 

Mystification

Hey! you.
Yeah, I am talking to you.

You tell me that
i am unreasonable,
and you admire me for that.

But d’you realize
there might be a reason
why i am unreasonable

May be I like to reason
but i gave up
when reasons
stopped making sense
anymore.

You tell me that
giving up is bad
but do i really
have a choice?

You tell me that
choice is always mine
but is it called
a choice
when all you have
in front of you
is not a crossroad
but a oneway street.

I am not sure
if i should be happy
that i have a straight road
to walk on
or should i be sad
for the lack of alternatives?

May be I am
just plain confused
but then
isn’t confusion created
out of multiplicity?

This confused attempt is a product of my ponderings over the kind of books I’ve been reading off late, a short discussion on Aradhita’s blog post and few conversations with a friend. So please bear with me. :)

Towards tranquility

As he got up
to the rising sun,
fading voices from past
called him from behind
yet again.

Standing
on a threshold
of past and present,
he contemplated.

There were times
when he survived,
by clinging
to the past.

Only today
did he realize
even the past
needed him
to survive.

A past
so full of love,
then suddenly
it became
past.

 

But that was then.
Now he wanted to live
and not just survive.
So he decided
to be in the present
and look up to the future.

but before he could go
leaving his past behind
he paused for a moment
to look back,
and pay his tribute.

He smiled.

You call yourself a human?

Isn’t it weird that we humans have to live with a virtue within us called inhumanity? We are born as humans, but humanity doesn’t come naturally to us. It needs to be taught, nourished and cultivated.

Our day to day life keeps throwing events at us, which tempt us to become inhuman. We see victory in others’ failure, we laugh at others’ misery. Then we go a step ahead - we start hating people, for things so inane. We hate someone just because we don’t like his face, because we don’t like the way she speaks, somebody’s mere presence starts irritating us, we hate people for their thoughts and for their actions. While cursing someone for doing something inhuman, we very easily allow ourselves to fall prey to inhumanity.
On the name of justice, governments sponsor killing, next - they declare a war on the name of country and religion. Government approved killers are awarded, and those who got killed while killing others are declared martyrs. Inhumanity is glorified.
And then there are humans who are declared as inhuman. They are criminals, they kill at will, they rape for pleasure, they use power as their toy and feel the joy in suppressing others. They thrive in cruelty, they enjoy the power and seek glory in notoriousness.

Amidst such humans, humanity still survives - and it will always survive, no doubts about that. But the point is, would it ever rule the world?

Though It’s another thing that ‘ruling’ itself is perhaps against concept of humanity, but we’ll keep that thought for another day.