Arunachalam Angappan
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A
world new and naked…
(Seiyun,
Yemen: 19 March 2009)
It
all began on the wrong foot
Loss
of innocence
First
disobeyance, sibling murder
Hate
campaign, intolerance --
The
cauldron breached
The
boiling point at the start.
Son
fathered mothers’ three children
Father
begot daughters’ seven
Husbands
five wifed a woman
Brothers
and sisters, gays and lesbians
Gay
and wild man distorted god’s intent
Relationships
all got overheated.
Crusades,
Wars, Holocaust,
Bosnia,
Darfur, Lanka
Rajus
and Madoffs, Lehmans and AIGs,
The
overdriven avarice melted the globe.
God!
Blow it up and create anew
For
man and animal to crawl in innocence.
No
religion, science, sophistication
Let
the new world live in full nakedness.
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Planet
sans preachers and leaders
(Seiyun,
Yemen: 19 March 2009)
The
festering wound is beyond cure
Heaps
of bones and ashes
The
planet anon sure will be
Sit
by the river of blood to brood
The
destruction wrought by man
Of
the gifts you showered.
Rue
your imbecility over him
Let
a phoenix emerge from the ashes
Sans
creeds, canons and colours
Hungers,
thirsts, wants and needs
Vigilant
ought you perforce be
Lest
the new man outwits, too.
All
for each, none for few
A
planet sans bondage or frontiers
No
preachers, leaders, bosses
No
knowledge as it sprouts evils
No
evolution as it’s humbug, cuts throats
Just
let us amble and idle away.
Let’s
swim in the rivers, eat fruits and roots
Slumber
in the shade sans dreams.
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