Man of Prejudice

awake with this disquiet.
insecure by pell-mell of universe.
i am unaware, in a place non-global.
I rusticate in my earthy plight.

I am a man of many limitations.
yet i speak,what i truly see.
I am a human of fixed notions.
yet your sense, no different from me.

i look around in my little world.
i see we talk un-clearly.
I am man of full of bias,
plagued with prejudice.
I am inheritance bestowed,
of an unjust past.

I see them in twos & i see them like you-

they are haves or they have not.
they are common or most dear.
they are sane or they are mad.
They are happy or they are sad.

They are materialistic or soulful.
have despair or live hopeful.
Their voices do moot or break in mute.
load guns to fire or recoil in peace.

they are merciless suppressors or totally suppressed.
lay lifeless with past or thrive present in zest.
they are mighty conquerors or un-counted defeated.
they are born petty fearful or claim earth glory feasted.

They toll as employees or handful of employers.
those disingenuous rippers or them innocuous naive.
they get old royal coffins or maiden mass graves.
They Beautify with brevity or fraction in forever.
–

they are the people of the world, in obvious twos.
they are beautiful in twos,untouched or scarred.

I am man of prejudice, I see them in twos.
yet i see so much, more truer than you.
I bias more brutally, more obvious in twos.
I see more clearly, more clearly than you.

 

-Vishu Mishra

14-10-2014