Contemporary Literary Review India | eISSN 2394-6075 | Vol 6, No 2: CLRI May 2019
Dr Prashanta Chandra Panda
Human: a Cleric and a Poor Constitution
Two met in a debate
Two sat for a debate
To find out that God,
To weed out from Gods
To value out that God.
One sees that in nature
Keeps that in nature
finds that from nature
Of humans and from nature.
The other searches and preaches
Code them in rituals, mantras of
Gita, Bible and Quran
Grabs that as his very own.
Travels far and wide
Save more to add more
For his human pride and for
Converts human way of life.
As time passes by,
Clerics keep racing
Blessing those souls
To wear that Crown
Designed for, by his God
With kings by their sides
To tax the non-followers.
Time moves, faith moves
Free to elect your kings
A Constitution is born
To Secure those faiths,
And for those not in the faiths
Of natural justice,
A law for a nation.
Humans are of graded purity
Clergies differ as islands of faiths
Stiffer they remain to create
One nation of diverse justice
For the same passion
For the same crime..
Cleric, Brahman by birth
Anointed supreme as a judge
To read wishes of their God
He recites from the past
Future Gods reside there
For Human and my Racial pride..
Kings of your gods,
Claiming they (clerics) sermon
Natural to be different in justice
As they are breeds apart who
Differ in their Gods .
Guns for Hire
Mean machines yield them high
Profits are more and labors shy
Trade is more, unions not in pie
Profits compete and their demand die..
Guns for Hire are found for price
Glory inscribed, they ride to pride
Hire them, they trim them short
Mercenaries CVs story them bold..
Guns for Hire I need them now
Cut my cost to boost sales now
Guns for Hire is Guns for fire
My love is fair, your share is fair.....
Quit it Boy!
Shading the Darkness
New World Dances
Tunnel You Make
Inhale To See Light Inside
Few Friends Took to Flight
A Manly Ride, Manly Sight...
Labelled as Charity of Brothers
Grassed it, Spirited Solace
Away From Human Fence
Timed their Souls to Graze
Housed There Homeless Sense
Smoking Spirit, Chewing Flakes
Struggled to Quit Drag More Sniffs
Friends Took To Turn
Left and Some Continue the Run
Invitees Join Marathon Fun !
Soul is Trounced , Body Bemoans
No One Hears, When Your
Lungs Run and Burn, Only for Fun...
Master the Slave, Salvation in Sight
Hollow Space, Your Kingdoms Sound,
Can Time it to Call it a Quit
That’s what You Thought, But
Manly Habit Caved Man Inside
Tunnel You Build Has Grave Inside
Charity of Brothers Rest Inside...