POETRY- The Voyage of Oblivion
March 15, 2015
And who has seen the moon
Will see the dawn too, soon
But what I cannot promise
Is the sun at noon.
It is the Isle of mystery
Where you have been dumped
And duped by the whole humanity
Left all by yourself.
In other sense you are free
Fromm all those norms and taboo
From every injustice and corruption
That you were forcefully made part of
Without a standing ovation.
You can take of the self
There is water and air and peace
Nothing else that you need
While you build the ship for you will need it
Build the ship and name it death.