Have
people lost their rational touch
or
I haven’t yet met anyone as such?
Racism
dwells, irrationality breeds
Societies
are prompt to offer critique
Where
did our “clear stream of reason” drain?
Why
have we simply stopped using our brain?
The
questions you know, the answer you ask
for
which you need to put away your hippocritic mask
Deceit
never looked like a maze,
but
deceiving yourself? When did this trait raise?
But
this is the age of facts, which I’m yet to deliver
So
have you what you will, and let pain be your teacher
Because
pain is the ultimate teacher, only after experience
as
its teachings are not forgotten, even by the weakest men
You
dwell in chasms of society still
which
tells you when to wake and what to drink
You
are told what fashion is and what is customary
your
laws bind you in rules obligatory
You
work to earn the comforts of life
which
you forsake for in work you strife
You
are told to settle, yet dream to travel
you
are told to read, yet constrict imagination
The
schools you go to ask you to excel sciences
so
you may be able to pay the generations artists
When
did this madness, creep into our civilization
was
it when kings abandon jesters for lawyers in the kingdom?
Or
was it when parents failed to understand that change was inevitable?
Or
was it simply when we decided carelessness brought a mind more stable?
And
we built the world around those notions
Justifying,
clarifying, stirring and mixing the potions
till
all that was left was an irreparable broth
which
seldom boils, and reveals its wroth
Soon,
God which once gave us power to survive,
now
became the reason for the fights
It
happened when needs became wants and wants became possessions
when
hunger became greed and greed became satisfaction
I,
for once have joined the League of Dreamers
who
say if you don’t fit in, you’re the one who’s being the right person
Who
wake up, just to put smiles on others faces
and
sometimes indulge, in their own escapades
Who
breathe to love, live and let go
who
search for gentle breezes and with them blow
Who
just look for angels with a broken wing
who
judge a man’s character, by what makes them angry
Who
know, that love is the answer to everything
who
know, that experiences are the only things ever lasting
Who
don’t run away from the storm, but calmly welcome it
who
find it difficult, to swim downstream
Who
run and fall and sing and cry
who
cherish all experiences alike
Who
are shade in the sun, oasis in deserts
who
prefer to win not kingdoms but hearts
Who’re
deemed by the world as crazy, misfits, troublemakers and rebels
But
who infact push the human race forward and change the world
These
are the League of Dreamers
33
years ago, someone left out an invitation
Would
you join?
Vishal
Gupta
November
29th, 2013
