Our Foundations Poem by Ravi Panamanna

Life is an endless strife,
It is full of strikes.
By throwing stones at each other
We perish in the wilder winds.

Protest is our right
Rebellion is our might.
This is among people
And among the nations, war.

We build ivory towers
And wait for multitude incarnations.
Destroying heart and humanity
We live in a peaceless world.

It is indeed a boomerang-
Our own very sins return.
Stealing the treasures of nature
We live in persecution.

In the process we are lost,
We stand in a quelling thought.
In a crumbling tavern we live,
Our foundations are not enough.