Brown shade of your dusty specs evade the gaze of scrutiny,
Eddying smoke from the cigarette spreads the flavor of random thoughts on the street.
Portrayals of a complex world in archaic words evoke an estrangement effect.
People wonder, they know these prophecies but how does he say it?
Wonder, Greek says is the gift of a new born child.
An indefatigable scholar of impeccable wisdom breeds an exalted fetus of wonder in people.
Wonder is the beginning of realization but,
People never felt and dwelt it.
Now, a gouty intellectual impart the knowledge of revelation,
And an advice to the people: “Ignore the philosophical pedantries and
Ignite the lamp of wisdom- A numinous innocence”
Read my lips you will see the wounds.
Read my mind you will see the healings.
Yet, I’m a man again,
And fall in the category of Wounded.