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Thursday, 18 April 2013

Proud to be human


We are humans, the finest product of evolution,
Fit to be the ruler of the world by mere definition,
We effortlessly turn away our faces from a man dying on the street,
Illiterates and jobless may worry; we don’t ‘even a little bit’.
We boast of our clean house and clean clothes,
And it is the same we who spits in government offices and roads!
We ardently ask for mercy from our merciful father,
But to the poor chap, hardly we show any mercy ever
But worry not, for we are the flag bearers of new age and culture,
And these concepts are for the old fashioned sympathizers.
Instead we taunt and entertain ourselves at the expense of the poor mad beggar
We boast proudly about our religion and culture,
Yet it is some among us who molests somebody’s sister, mother or daughter.
We proclaim that animals are unpredictable
And we the civilized of all have the right to kill for mere perishables (don’t we?).
We fight often in the name of god and religion,
When the massage of all religions have been of love and compassion.
But these words are only for the fools to follow (isn't it?)
We are learned enough (aren't we?), why think about these things and wallow?
Skeptics may say whatever till their voice slowly begins to wane…
Still we are and will always remain human
The finest product of evolution!!
                                                                                               -Debabrata Banerjee

Sunday, 14 April 2013

Lead Me....


With the wind gliding smoothly across your sail,
I look in amazement, o sailor! How you sail your boat in gale;
At this fateful day of the year,
When the nature has gone black with fear
And one trembles as the clouds roar and heaven tear.
Followed by occasional spewing of fire by some terrible monster is in the sky,
That can make even the mighty wail and cry
Where have you come from, ferrying what in valuables so dear?
Who are you, ferrying at such ease without showing a sign of fear?
Beating and penetrating the darkness with all your might,
You have come sailing O, warrior of light.
With a smile lingering on your face
You navigate the turbulent waters with grace
Will you lend me a place in your boat o, navigator?
To, let me travel with you somewhere very far?
I have traded all my life on this bank,
Now, as the day is nearing its end, I want to see life’s other flank.
But my boat is lying battered, & my sailor is drunk
But I want to leave all liabilities and assets behind,
Before, the darkness makes me too blind,
And move forward in search of new light.
Be my guide, o! Dexterous sailor to cut through this dark night
Help me find my path, a path to new dawn, filled with new light….

-Debabrata Banerjee