Treasure Island

Palas Kumar Ray


Going Through The Hell

My perception about hell
has much similarity
with this world today.
Also there is a difference.
I'm not expected to be alive in a hell
but here I'm not dead.

People are burning
inside, outside.
Closing eyes and ears you can't say
I don't see
I don't hear
I don't know.

You must see
You must hear
You must know.
This is the voice of this time.

No escape for you.
mighty tsunami waves of information
shall blow you must
into the deeper pain.
The moving television screen
repeatedly invite you to know more.
Knowing more
increase your digestibility
to know more.

The time to happily live
not seeing
not knowing everything
is long left behind my friend.
You should not even ask
if you have any right
not to know.

You must know everything.
You must know
the sweetness of your blood
during fasting and after having food.
You must know
when your heart may stop.
You must accurately note down
your daily ration of oil and salt.
You must know
even if everything going alright
when your heart may ask for a by-pass
or when at least a pacemaker
would be required to satisfy it.

Totally forgetting
how much can it take
all information
must be pushed into your brain.
You must know
who have done
what mischief
and where.
You must know
how many are dying
in the fire of greed.
You must know
how many have died
in bombing.
You must know
how many have been killed
in politics.
Besides, you must think of your fate
calculating all possibilities.

This is not important to ask today
what's the use of such information?
You must devour
this infinite information bank.

In this compulsory journey through this hell
keeping your eyes and ears always open
you must fill up your brain
with all such information wastes.
Everyday you should know
new information
Everyday you must get
a feast of indigestible information.

You must read these profane news in detail
and feel as if
you are the one of the news.
You must take the taste of all horrible incidents
and feel as if
you yourself have been murdered
and cut into pieces as the assassin stroked.
You must feel as if
this is your corpse
which have just been drifted away
with the mighty tsunami waves.

Who have actually died
shall never come to know
how unfortunate is you who have survived
to burn in nuclear radiation again.

At the end of this continuous journey
there should come a day
when your tired and devastated soul
shall surrender to a peaceful death.
You can surely expect
infinite happiness is waiting for you
there in the darkness
where information can not reach.

© Palas Kumar Ray.All rights reserved. 

Submitted: Saturday, March 03, 2012
Edited: Friday, June 06, 2014

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