I come from a Land where raised
are most,
Who weren’t rooted here or ever
acted host;
Like who work somewhere, change
in due course,
I come from a Land where were
inscribed Ancient Texts,
Not as command or to be
commissioned in Context;
But like an Art to live or to be Inner
Re-engineered,
Alas! Shadowed such by those who Inherited
Complex.
I come from a Land where many who
screech,
Their intents ruin but still of order
& love preach;
Aren’t originals’ many as many
could be seen?
As directed by extrinsic adjure;
wobbly their feet.
I come from a Land where freedom
& Liberty sailed,
But Unauthentic confused that
with Doctrine of Assuage;
So were many despicable, who were
easily bought,
And Complexes, Reproductions,
Submissions in Abundance brought.
But for, ‘Not all are one &
not all could be some,’ ‘some’ fought! 😊
©
Pranav Chaturvedi 2020