Human Kills His Own Self Poem by Arun Maji

Each day, little by little,
Human kills his own self.

The child who used to see sky
With wonder in his eyes,
Hear songs in chirp of birds
With amazement in his heart,
Feel warmth in his mother's touch
With divine serenity in his soul
dies a slow miserable death.

Human kills himself cruelly
In search of a better life.
Doesn't he?
The eyes that used to see beauty,
The ears that used to hear songs,
The heart that used to dance in joy-
They all starve and die.
Human keeps hurting himself
Each day, little by little,
Until he stops seeing all beauties,
Smelling all fragrances,
Hearing all songs of this divine world.

Thus, he chooses permanent residency
Of a dark world call hell.
And then he asks God
Why is he in hell?

Human is a living corpse
That stinks to self and others.
Isn't he?

© Arun Maji
Painting: ? Andrew Atroshenko