Unholy Philosophy Or Unholy Mind! Poem by Ramdas Bhandarkar

Most often pages of history,
Fight between mighty,
Ended in bloodshed,
Emperors sat not on throne,
But they sat on heap of corpse,
Their coronation day or
mourning day
of Humanity!
With the blood stained hands
wore crown with immoral minds!
Who dared to oppose power of swords!
A few like Ashoka or Alexander,
tortured by own Conscience,
Moved by horror of blood shed,
Put their swords down, bowed before words!

Most often it's fight between egos,
or fight between right and wrong,
Nay both are wrong,
A fight between wrong and wrong!

What is the use in fighting here, power hungers should learn,
Men with corrupt mind can't be right,
And when their hands gain might,
They will always start fight!

Frustrations and fury, love and hate,
All has source indeterminate,
Unholy politics they say,
Unholy philosophy they cry,
Why can't they say,
Human mind is sporadic and stray?

Socrates made to drink Hemlock,
Always differences when ended in deadlock,
One wise should giveup and save life,
Someday will come, clouds disperse,
And earthshines with light of Truth,
Wise head should know, the creator,
Wants to create models here,
Each model is made to teach something,
And teach to evolving mind of humanity,
May be an emperor or a philosopher,
All has to end their story here,
Will have to go back bear handed there!