Human Flow Poem by Suraj Samtani

Enrolled in a class of idleness & boredom,

I question the accuracy of wisdom.



By whose criteria must one judge?

Afore whose authority must one budge?



Is schooling as futile as living?

Or is knowing as valuable as breathing?



If only a Godly Being could declare, &

Let our lives be spare.





Thrusted into this chaotic park,

Anarchy is the best we'd spark.



Being human surely has its faults;

In our paths we've created many-a-halts.



Who knows whats now in store?

Who knows when we'll reach shore?



In this state we've over-stayed,

From our path we've far strayed.



Its about time we surrender our reigns, &

Cease chasing delusional gains.





Surely, there's a lot more to humanity,

Surely, we can live in consonance with Divinity.



Its now time we realize Divinity in us, &

Solely travel along its sacred bus.





We'll neither rationalize, rebel, revert, &

From our Divine plan we won't divert.



Like water particles settling in a river,

We'll be one with what nature has to deliver.



Freely following flow, & its

Sedately seducing show.



Abundance would inhibitively shower us,

Cleansing away scarcity without fuss.



In ignorance, or in knowledge,

To bliss we'd remain forever bridged.



In this lies our wisdom,

In this lies our freedom.