JUST AN INSIGHT

Whim of man if captures a fan

Maybe godhood in the devil's den

Service to mankind is service to

God,

There is no pretence, selfish

Motive or fraud.

Hatred escapes out of its abode

Of heart

Purifying nasty biological blood

And transferring it into a powerful 

Divine Blood of the pure heart.

Man's flavour lies within the

Space of its tiny heart

Which may be enlightened by

Burning a candle of a sweet chat.

Man is born bare and goes up with

Nothing with the air.

Airs and adamancy are nothing

To do but to do away with the

Beautiful creative glare.

Man's ego as if a landlord of

The mundane world

Is nullified and baffled by the

The strong ordeal of God.

Modern man become a carnal

Pleasure seeker without caring

For blood

Consequently turns oneself

Into a hellish worm who acts as

A devil's kid.

Whim destroys one by snatching

Away one's human pleasure,

Castrate one's sense of love and

Fellow feeling out of one's heart's

Treasure.

What is the value of manhood if

Not nourished in a cordial villa,

In spite of being a super creature

In the world of the Supremo's lila.

Little honey bee, the benevolent

Most who think and toil for

Mankind day and night without

Prejudice,

Proves itself greater than the man

Who dominates the flora and fauna

With vested interest and caprice.