For they who clamour- embrace this
grace & love,
Of innumerous facets & cults, vouchsafed
from above;
But no two minds shalt feel & discern
alike,
As this destiny, ancient texts have
transcribed;
Lies no sin then, if forged someone unseen,
Infuse life & shame & soul
in Metal Beings;
Call it Diversity! As they too not
differ from animated flesh,
Shalt never relinquish the order of
principles until the end;
Exists no panacea to cure &
heal the wrecked beliefs,
But few beautiful minds shalt
evolve, shuffle unordered heap;
Politicos, journos, activists, restricted stratagems, oil supplements,
Fabricated precarious paths, savoured
with political correctness;
Thence, lies no sin, if induct trusted animated metals in this cult,
And resuscitate future; where your
soul can breathe in exult :)
© Pranav Chaturvedi 2016