Poetry

1. AGAINST THE DEVIL’S WHINE
Don’t fight in the name of Religion; the same Religion which gave you your own
identity to impregnably exist in the first place; fervently worship one particular form
of Godhead till the last breath of your life,
Don’t fight in the name of Color; the same Color which bestowed upon you your
very inimitably charismatic personality; amidst billions of different organism on the
trajectory of this fathomlessly effulgent Universe,
Don’t fight in the name of Blood; the same Blood which perennially perpetuated the
feeling of exuberant rebirth in every ingredient of your persona; even as you were just
about to embrace the gallows of gory death,
Don’t fight in the name of Height; the same Height which timelessly endowed
you with your very own blissfully clambering stature; over every conceivable element
of feckless mud on planet divine,
Don’t fight in the name of Power; the same Power which infallibly bestowed upon
you the united conviction; to tackle every insidious adversity with your unflinchingly
royal stride,
Don’t fight in the name of Nationality; the same Nationality which profoundly
enshrouded even the most infinitesimal shades of your personality; with the flag of its
majestically unconquerable individuality,
Don’t fight in the name of Motherland; the same Motherland which so
compassionately bore even the most egregious of your idiosyncrasies not just
for 9 months; but for an infinite more enchanting lifetimes,
Don’t fight in the name of Superiority; the same Superiority which harmoniously
ensured that you timelessly towered like the ultimate prince; alongwith every other
organism of your kind,
Don’t fight in the name of Heaven; the same Heaven which perpetually ensured
that you invincibly burgeoned in the cradle of paradise; where existed nothing else
but the unassailably priceless hilt of truth,
Don’t fight in the name of God; the same God who miraculously caressed your
impoverished existence in an infinite shapes and forms; every unfurling second of
your enigmatically sparkling life,
Don’t fight in the name of Holy Scripture; the same Holy Scripture which

2. indefatigably and ardently taught you just one thing; that every living organism
irrespective of caste; creed; stature and tribe; is wondrously alike,
Don’t fight in the name of Democracy; the same Democracy which endlessly
allowed you to palpitate in the beat of undefeated freedom; exercise your very own
symbiotic right to the most unprecedented of your capacity,
Don’t fight in the name of Flesh; the same Flesh which magically aroused every
tangible pore of your skin to even the most insouciant vibration of the atmosphere;
triggered in you the most sensuously tantalizing sensations of all times,
Don’t fight in the name of Signature; the same Signature which represented the true
resoluteness of your personality; irrespective of your wealth or stature,
Don’t fight in the name of Temple/Mosque/Church/Monastery; the same
Temple/Mosque/Church/Monastery; in which you sought indefinite refuge;
In your times of inexplicably assassinating duress,
Don’t fight in the name of Food; the same Food whose quintessentially synergistic
ingredients; eventually became the undyingly resurgent swirl of blood in even the
most oblivious of your veins,
Don’t fight in the name of Wealth; the same Wealth which so handsomely
replenished every perceivable of your mortal need; and put even the most
acrimoniously frazzled nerve of yours to bountiful sleep,
Don’t fight in the name of Love; the same Love which made you forever feel
the most insuperably priceless organism alive; and the closest to the heartbeat of the
Omniscient Creator Divine,
Instead; if you really had this impudently boiling urge to fight; then please all of you
on planet earth unite together in the religion of eternal humanity; and fight till death
AGAINST the name and even the tiniest innuendo of the devil’s whine .