Where the mind is full of fear and the head … ??
- Anil K Bhatt
Where the
mind is stricken with
fear While the head is commanded to bow abjectly low
Before the mighty pigmy
Imbued with the inbred impunity;
Where the community is broken down
By narrow domestic walls
Into forbidding parochial citadels;
Where whims are given rein
To reign with aplomb;
Where new knowledge,
Like pestilence, is shunned;
Where “the clear stream of reason”
Is expedited to get lost
In the advancing “dreary desert” of self aggrandizement;
Where each bit of thought is insidiously channeled
Into the ever narrower dark labyrinths
Of me and mine;
Where words beautiful dance nimbly on lips painted,
Even as crookedness remains coiled to snap
With the fatal impact;
Where endless falsification is unleashed
To justify prejudice;
From this pit,
Dear Gurudeva,
Deliver me.