Humans dies the death of mosquitoes
who get more coverage than the human
Thanks to mosquito repellent ads
To follow his heart is one thing
but to fight mental fear is another
People like him dies daily in newspaper
For not following the convention
Even when he wants to speak, he turns dumb
Blood stained bodies visit his dream, he claims blindness
Daily he think of doing something, he just thinks
Knowing very well that
There is no guarantee that
He will survive to see the change
Change takes its own sweet time
Staggering over the dead bodies
To reach to its destination
It’s nothing but his destiny that he is alive
Standing up against the oppression is
Like running against the wind
People with logical ideas are forced to remain silent
for the logic and reason may create disturbances
To allow the mob to swell up in the number
It’s so easy to crush the logic and assassinate rationalist
Like swatting the mosquito
How to crush logic in a common man
Abandon the common sense
Tweak the understanding
Instill fear
And then it’s time to oppress
Slavishness comes naturally to thems
Gods, kings, britishers, and politicians
had so much faith in their irrationality
A sheep blindly follows the sheep in front
Despite listening to shrieks of death
They should have run away smelling the blood
Instead they follow the road to slaughter for their god
If anyone disturbs them in their plan
Sheep claimed that either they will die
or kill anyone who came in their ways
One by one, sheep would come to him
and offer their meat to him, their god
He relishes their meat, they know
What is life, a blind sheep would say to another,
If you can’t fill someone else’s stomach
Poor people next to them request some meat
Dying sheep looks at dead babies in their arms
And whispers to them
“Not my problem.”