You must tell me
What my ears are used to listen
Don’t show me
Your creative skills
Or logical brain
I am not interested in the recent evidence
Show me what I have been doing
For years
You may know a lot
But I am not convinced
You will have to follow my foot steps
To get through this desirable degree
Then you would acquire
The license to play with so called sick minds
Mind it my son!
For that
You will have to go against
Your personality or school of thought
What you have been practicing for years
You have to forget it all and follow us
As we don’t need innovative minds
And visionary poets
We just want followers
May 16,2009
a well done poem and that is what poet cant do to be a follower..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
It seems like struggle to get through the hierarchical structure of power which requires you to conform to the system...I like the title of the theme of your poem..what is objective anyway..observer is part of the system being observed therfore everything we observe is subjective. 15/9/09