Nowadays
Nowadays, people are afraid
to be alone with self (one’s
own thoughts)—addicted to the static
of distraction, gadgets for ears
and mantras for the mind…
as though an inherent,
Righteous-core were the enemy:
we shut out voices of conscience
and Divine Guide—echos
of past lives while roadside markers
for an enlightened future…
we are stagnant in a deep sleep...
animate though dead….
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