Seeing the religious preachers
Spreading superstition in the name of faith
And devilish nature in the name of God
And destroying humaneness
In human-beings
I am engulfed by fires of disquiet
But am not able to become Adi Sankaraacharya [1]
Observing the selfish leaders changing citizens into barbarians
In the name of caste, religion, region, language and ideology
I am shaking with anger
But not able to become
Another Chaanakya [2]
Noticing fellow humans in pains of poverty
And with lack of minimum amenities
And people without a square meal a day
Who are satisfying their hunger with tears;
My heart is melting and wrenched
But
I am not able to become The Buddha [3]
The reason for my inability
Is
I am
I am
[1]. Great Indian spiritual teacher of Advaita Philosophy (Non-Duality of Individual and Divinity) and religious reformer
[2] Great Indian theoretician of politics and economics
[3] Great Indian teacher of enlightenment around whose experiences and teachings Buddhism has been flourishing.
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‘…Who are satisfying their hunger with tears; /‘My heart is melting and wrenched /But I am not able to become The Buddha [3] Hmm indeed so and deep…profound and packed with Calories-of-Values’ Thanks Sir…for such a beautiful educative poem… 10+ Ms. Nivedita UK