Proposal

We evolved from the Jungles
With all Our faculties in full Gear
It was an Unstoppable March
Language, Thinking, Philosophy, Science
All Have Brought us where we are today
So different from other Animals
We stand in Line for everything
Want everything
Develop new Things
Our Thoughts define our Limits
Our Achievements and our Frustrations
Happiness and Sadness are emotions that only Humans have.
I may be wrong
But Here we are no better than other Animals

Here is my Proposal
I propose that we Learn from our Mistakes
The Time has come to start moving back
Into what we evolved from
Time to start giving up these things
From Costco to Lowe's to Grocery stores
No more standing in Lines
No more wants and desires
Lets live in Herds
and not in Individual Mansions
Lets give up Philosophy, Poetry and Religion
Lets give up Language
and Thoughts
Lets stop evolving.

True Me

I often get this feeling
That living is much more than what I am doing
That I should be following my passions
and not my small desires
I would like to stand still
In the midst of everybody rushing here and there
And slowly and slowly
My Layers of artificial existence would fall off
A true me would  then emerge

Free Man

A fly takes off
From the WingTip of a plane
As the Engines start to roar
I sit inside
Strapped to my seat
I am a free Man
Bound by my own Will
You think You control me
Go on Live in this Illusion.

Entertain Me

I am sitting Watching the Grammy's
And this feeling hits me Again
In fact I don't think it ever left me
It just fades into the background
You can look at me and call me Depressed
And I know that this is no way to live
But right now at this very moment
A Human Being is dying a Preventable Death
And we are lost in the Bliss of Music
And the Glitter and the Laughter
Will we as Humanity
Ever be able to bridge this divide.
Will I be able to connect the Dots of this life
and Sleep contended
Knowing I did all I could
Let me start by turning the TV off
I propose to Ban Entertainment
for all it does is corrupt my soul.

Self Help

From Detroit to Paris
Paris to Delhi
From Mona Lisa
To the Taj-Mahal
One thing is Crystal Clear
Everything is Superficial
Looks decide how far you get in Life
All Books are judged by their cover
If a Beautiful Face is found Wanting
Their are other Faces around
That is Why
I have always kept this refuge
Safe Inside me
I turn to myself
Dejected by the Shallowness
But my Heart is Empty

Liberation

So Why are you sitting in a corner crying
You asked me as You walked towards me.
That is when I did it
I took out a handgun
And shot You Thrice
Through your Heart
The Heart that was once filled with Love
Is filled with Poison now
No don't look at me so shocked
You needed to be liberated
And I was the only one who could see that.