- Dhruv Sachchade
MERRY OLD ENLIGHTENED MAN
Updated: Feb 2
There’s this grain boiling for quite some time
This senile simmer of food for the soul
But this glorious celebration of man’s crime
Makes the food rotten and frivolously foul
Try to see without the eyes, without a gaze realise
The sky’s sin, so high above the lies
That the sky’s men try too much to normalise
For which they beat down anyone else who cries
And cannibal desires dressed in front of the dead
With all the shiny gold and silver earth can make
Oh! And a pinch too much of ropes and lead
Creates the 21st century man who gives a lot but
refuses to take
Creates the man who disguises oneself
Behind the boulder of burden’s privilege
For Merry Old Santa Klaus beats the elf
In the nearby name of life’s tutelage.