Stifling Bounds Poem by Sathya Narayana

STIFLING BOUNDS
Making tight stifling bounds around
With steep trenches and spiky fences
Of nations, notions and nasty nuances
With narrow minds and wary miens
Brewing envy, rancor and malevolence
Prefers to live parochial human race
Like rotting eggs and stagnant waters

With vision, reason and acumen
Raised his ken above the acme of heaven
Yet his social dogtrot remains
Wandering in the dirty bigoted warrens
Within stinking and shocking confines
Of caste, creed, color and religion

Can one explain? Hey you Mr. Darwin
Why hundreds of wise men, for eons
Bleeding their molten ichors of brain
Could not bring in true evolution
Mutating the contentious caveman
Into a conscientious humane human