The Alarming Voice of a Nameless Mystic

Dear ladies and gentlemen! You're born on this Earth For leading your entire life That could be defined Simply in a few words as ‘Merely childish’ You all have managed to learn A kind of an artificial voice That doesn’t connect you With your inner hearts: You’re all heartless toys! You live with your ugly fashion Wearing jeans with torn patches Half-a feet high chappals And all your artificial body scents: The ultimate childishness On all the planets and the suns! You strictly follow your silliest ideas About anything and everything On all matters, on all things: They're aimed at a big 'BEGGING': Begging for love, begging for money, Begging for fame, begging for sex... And what not? Have you ever heard Your own inner voice? Have you ever sought The precious help of Your inner conscience? Nay, You've knowingly avoided The voice of your heart And hide it underneath The dark corners Of your satanic mind My dear ‘grown-up children’! Get ready now To suffer the consequences Of this kind of ugly life With all your artificialities And all your wisdom-less Superfluous notions and ideas An exact judgment is Awaiting you, for sure, With all its powerful Ways and means To constantly beat you to death Until you're awakened To a simple truth: "Listen to your Heart’s voice Throwing away All your artificialities You’ve indulged in For too long a time"