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The Empowered Sonnet | Gospel of Undoctrination

Woman empowered is civilization empowered.
Dream empowered is progress empowered.
Parents empowered is children empowered.
Teachers empowered is future empowered.
Don’t defund the police, use those funds,
To send the officers to behavioral therapy.
To have an understanding of justice and order,
We must have a grip over our impulses and biases.
Discrimination don’t disappear if we shut our eyes,
Each of us must live as an antidote to discrimination.
Ignorance doesn’t become knowledge when peddled by scripture,
Better burn all scriptures if they peddle hate and division.
To conquer our biases and stereotypes is to conquer inhumanity.
To expand our heart beyond assumption is to empower humanity.
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No Priest No Prostitute (The Sonnet) | Either Reformist or Terrorist

In my eyes there is no priest,
No prostitute, only people.
In my eyes there is no pope,
No pedestrian, only people.
In my eyes there is no royalty,
No subject, only people.
In my eyes there is no leader,
No follower, only people.
There is no intellectual,
No layman, only people.
In my eyes there is no superior,
No inferior, only people.
Hierarchy is malarkey maintained by fools.
Oneness maketh civilization across silly schools.
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How do we erase phobia from the world | Visvavictor

How do we erase phobia from the world? First make a name for yourself, then associate that name to everything the world is ignorantly afraid of. In a pavlovian world where rating-hungry separatist media has conditioned the people to subconsciously relate every act of terror to a specific community, use your life to decondition the world – stand as the first human who is not afraid of humankind. That’s why I say – I am a muslim poet, a humanitarian scientist, a latin lover, and an advaitin monk – I am an alternate dimension – an immeasurable dimension – where human oneness takes preference over animal separateness.
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Hijab and Habit (Sonnet 1185) | Visvavictor

Hijab and Habit are both
symbols of sacred humility,
Yet the latter receives respect,
while the former faces cruelty.

Christ is a revered figure to the muslims,
Yet muslims are frowned upon by christians.
Most christians are plain unchristian,
They are the cause of Christ’s crucifixion.

In the world of animal holiness,
Crucifixion continues in different form.
Bigotry once killed a vessel of love,
His pupils continue the hate and harm.

I have zero tolerance for intolerance,
whether from intellectual atheists
or mindless fundamentalists.
Facts and faith both gotta earn admittance,
by causing not crippling humane uplift.
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Khalsa isn’t Khalistan (The Sonnet) | Greatest Country on Earth is Earth

Khalsa means freedom from hate,
Khalistan means nationalizing hate.
Christ stands for love and compassion,
Christian nationalism is Christ’s death.

Sanatana Dharma is advaita sanskriti,
that is, a culture of nonsectarianism,
Hindutva means mindless saffronization.
Islam means working for peace and welfare,
Islamism is the ruin of synchronization.

Intolerance is a worldwide pandemic,
only terminologies vary culture to culture.
Vaccine for the mightiest swords of hate,
is the gentle glint of one heart, hatebuster.

Give me ten unarmed transformers of love and light,
I shall wipe out hate from its roots of fright.
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Hypocrisy and Activism | Abhijit Naskar | Greatest Country on Earth is Earth

One thing I hate most in this world, next to arrogance, is hypocrisy. Privileged teenagers hysterically yelling about climate action with no tangible contribution on their part – privileged celebrities flying in private jets, sipping fine wine, while barking about equal pay in a room full of other privileged celebrities – all these ain’t activism, it’s entitled lunacy. When you’re struggling with your last ounce of strength to put food on the table, to keep a roof over your family, and still have some generosity left for your neighbors, that’s the highest form of human rights struggle there is.

The world of justice looks very different depending on which side of disparity you belong to. For the everyday commoner, struggle for human rights is the natural way of life, whereas for privileged egomaniacs, activism is a publicity stunt. Send these entitled bunch of buffoons to labor in the streets of the developing parts of the world, and all their activism will fly out the window.

It’s this simple. Before you start shouting about rights, equality and justice, have the decency and common sense to step out of the lap of privilege and luxury. Remember, there is no difference between a barking dog with golden platter and barking activist with a silver spoon. Struggle in the streets, struggle in the beaches, only then you shall know, what suits the humans, what suits the leeches.
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No Tolerance for Intolerance | Abhijit Naskar | Tum Dunya Tek Millet

From Karbala to Kurukshetra, from Jerusalem to Chanakkale, light of truth has never submitted to the howling audacity of divisive animality – then why should you? Remember, there is a karbala in each of you, there is a kurukshetra in each of you, there is a jerusalem and chanakkale in each of you. And till you accept defeat out of your own free will, not a force in the world can dampen the daring advances of love and reason.

So, get up – get out – and get lost!

Wanna lead the world? First learn about the world – get so lost in the struggles of each and every people of planet earth, that you forget where you came from altogether – get so lost in the struggles of the people of earth, that for the first time in life you start to breathe as a whole human being – get so lost, that for the first time you see the light of dawn not as a puny slave to puny borders, but as the civilized maker of a civilized world.
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Integration is Happening All Over The World | Abhijit Naskar | Tum Dunya Tek Millet

All said and done, in our headstrong struggle for inclusion, we mustn’t also underestimate everything we have achieved so far as a species. As a matter of fact, we’ve come a long way since our tribal days of division and discrimination. Let me show you how. World’s most beloved poet, Mevlana Rumi, was a muslim – world’s icon of civil rights, MLK, was a black person – world’s greatest inspiration of science, Albert Einstein, was a German Jew – and most recently, as of 2023, PM of UK and VP of US, both are of Indian origin.

So don’t tell me, we’ve achieved nothing – don’t tell me, there is no hope for integration! Integration is happening all over the world, despite the ancient impediments of intolerance and hate. Therefore, the question is not whether integration is possible – real question is, are you a part of that integration, or aren’t you! Our home is planet earth – and here on earth, we all cry the same pain, smile the same joy, and live the same love.
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Offsprings of Africa (Black History Sonnet) | Abhijit Naskar | Bulletproof Backbone

If a black family lives
long enough in a cold climate,
in about 100 generations or so,
their descendants will be born white.

This is how the white people were born,
Because we all come from a black mother.
No matter where we live on earth,
We’re all Africans – our homeland, Africa.

Till you get this anthropological fact,
You are but a traitor to earth.
Black History is World History,
We are all offsprings of Africa.
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My Pronoun is People (Inclusivity Sonnet, 1266) | Abhijit Naskar | Yaralardan Yangın Doğar

My pronoun is people,
I’m divergent, yet invincible.
I am straight, I am queer;
I am civilian, I am seer.
Spirit of life, I – am universal!

Call me disabled or differently able,
Call me collective or individual.
Fleshly forms I’ve got plenty,
All run by same love and liberty –
Culture supreme is inclusion.

Each heart is a shelter for another,
Each life is sanctuary for another.
Blasting all traditions of divide
into cinders with knowledge-dynamite,
we shall emerge as each other’s keeper.

You ask, what am I – I say, I am human,
Better yet, I’m human’s idea of a human.
I am but the human absolute –
morally unbending ‘n divinely cute –
ever evolving testament to expansion.
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