Daya Nandan

Gold Star - 6,398 Points (2.7.1992 / Malaysia)

Plato's Allegory Of The Cave Part 1 - Poem by Daya Nandan

There was once a descended cave upon the earth,
Where prisoners were locked up since their birth,
Their legs, heads and their necks tied up in such a way,
Making their heads only look at the stone wall each day,

Unable to move or turn away from the stone cave wall,
They live in their prison cave, each of them like a sitting doll,
Behind them is a large fire burning constantly each night and day,
And between the fire and the prisoners is a raised walkway,

People on the other side of this wall are carry all sorts of things
Artefacts, human statuettes, and animal models even items of kings
The fire casts shadows of the objects onto the stone prison walls
And the only sounds they hear are ecos of noises and human calls,

Unexposed to real objects and witnessing only the shadows in their life,
They begin to designate names to these shadows, an illusion's knife,
They assume sounds heard from the outside comes from every shadow
Further building their faith in their illusions, making their minds more narrow,

They presume the images of shadows to be their true form and ideal,
Rather than just shadowy representations of what is actually real,
For the shadows on the walls are as close as they get to viewing reality,
They build a foundation on the grounds of illusion forming their mentality,

Topic(s) of this poem: life, lifestyle, society

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, September 15, 2015

Poem Edited: Sunday, January 29, 2017

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