Slurping
on an emancipated thought the other day,
Realized,
we all become philosophers, sooner or late;
Some
whilst growing up, swinging on the bo-tree,
Others, resting on the hammock or, at the end of day.
Who valued
space for printed bills more than time,
Yet
seek more time that’s been devalued for space;
Expanding
maybe the cosmos; contracting are lives,
Waning
towards cage & piling up, yet call it race.
A
higher intelligent primate, alas, acts never differed,
From
those opposite albeit diverged never food chain;
Protectionism,
procreations, production, in parallel,
In animal
kingdom sought to be chosen one to reign.
We choose
or not to be philosophers, yet, life chooses,
On
an indeterminate time, of maybe sooner or late. 😊
© Pranav Chaturvedi 2022