Raj Arumugam


a child is born free of mind


a child is born free of mind
but is hardened into thought
and by the time one dies
most are fixed and screwed into
worlds of their making,
heavens of their fantasies:
so one thinks one’s an Indian, one a Chinese
or an American or British or Swedish
or French or Russian or German;
or one thinks one is a Christian or Muslim
or Jew or Hindu or Sikh or Catholic
or Doaist or Buddhist or Marxist or Communist
or even for that matter, an atheist…
…or whatever you will…
one finds a badge to pin proudly to one’s chest
and each identity becomes so strong
it becomes so real
it all comes into the question of right and wrong
of evil and good
and it falls into loud declamations
and my tribe is good, your tribe is evil
my brand is holy, your brand unholy…
and so it goes,
with all sorts of justifications
that beat sense out of all loyal adherents…
…and it squeezes humanity out of the human…
ah, and, yes,
the energy goes on into the afterlife
as Christians go into a Christian Heaven
and Hindus and Buddhists into various Lokas
and Muslims in their own Paradise
and so it goes on,
this Human Tragi-Comedy,
yes, yes, certainly – all created by the Almighty
who was created by your mind’s poverty
so that
a child is born free of mind
but is hardened into thought
and by the time one dies
most are fixed and screwed into
worlds of their making,
heavens of their fantasies

Submitted: Monday, June 29, 2009

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  • Veteran Poet - 2,860 Points Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi (5/7/2012 12:14:00 PM)

    yes, yes, certainly – all created by the Almighty
    who was created by your mind’s poverty.
    Quite unique thought..Well written! ! (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Rajbarath KR (3/9/2010 9:26:00 AM)

    very good poem... well thought... i would like to share a quote of mine with you.. 'as children we are free in world's cage as adults we are caged in a free world! ! ' (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 6 Points Rajaram Ramachandran (9/3/2009 5:30:00 AM)

    An excellent poem. When a child is born, it has no pride or prejudice. It develops all sorts ego and pride when it grows up and identifies itself to its religion, caste, creed, race, country, state etc. etc. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 150 Points Patti Masterman (7/11/2009 12:27:00 PM)

    'fixed and screwed into worlds of their making' etc, is such a marvelous
    description of it. Children are so pliant and flexible just like their minds,
    but the old are stiffened and grizzled and immobile, as the mind must
    mirror the physical. Terrific thoughts here you've captured. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Duh Huh (7/4/2009 5:29:00 PM)

    Sadly this is so true Raj. We must begin to raise our children outside the box if we are ever to come together as human beings. Thank you so much for sharing this enlightening poem :) (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Catrina Heart (6/29/2009 2:36:00 AM)

    a child is born free of mind
    but is hardened into thought
    and by the time one dies
    most are fixed and screwed into
    worlds of their making,
    heavens of their fantasies
    -------
    well pointed out and finely delivered one's views in life....10/10 (Report) Reply

  • Rookie rago rago (6/29/2009 1:52:00 AM)

    you are very much right and your eloquent presentation as poem is true...... I have too put the same in other verse and forgive me my son.... we are making our children and screwing them as machines....... thank you for your kind sharing... (Report) Reply

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