Social Mind, A State Of Suffering Poem by none .....

Waked up at early morning
Toilet, bathroom, brush
This is a new day indeed
But to him it's some sun- mon- tus...- day of a week
The day of same rush
The rush for hopes & desires
Planted in his emotions & thoughts
He was born free
Caught into the net of society
He was born to be wild
Tamed to become timid & obedient
As you were an early child
How delighted you were
Now in your state of ignorance
Veiled by the society
And its mini form in you-
Your personality
That he is in all of you
That he is what you just believed to be you
and kept clinging in it and you suffered
What is that he
But a mere mirage
Projected through one's beliefs & ideas
A mere image
But you thought it to be real
And you strived for the fake and you suffered