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To Those Who Mean Well (Sonnet From A God) | Vande Vasudhaivam
For every single dreamer of the world who keeps struggling for their dream, despite being ridiculed and patronized by inferior, bronzeage apes every step of the way.
“To Those Who Mean Well
(Sonnet From A God)
Dear vermin of the greedy gutters of earth,
I permit you to live as your whims may dawn.
I just wish, expired cigarette butts wouldn’t
show the moronic audacity to advise the sun.
I don’t hate you for your life of greed and filth,
But the most you are gonna get from me is pity.
Apes who are alien to the concept of accountability,
Are no more significant than a termite community.
With all your googling expertise, how about you
spend some data researching the term “ambition”!
Know your place, my dear armchair intellectuals,
Chimps should speak only when spoken to by a human.
To you who mean well,
your death is the end of your story.
My death is the beginning of a legend.”
“To Those Who Mean Well
(Sonnet From A God)
Dear vermin of the greedy gutters of earth,
I permit you to live as your whims may dawn.
I just wish, expired cigarette butts wouldn’t
show the moronic audacity to advise the sun.
I don’t hate you for your life of greed and filth,
But the most you are gonna get from me is pity.
Apes who are alien to the concept of accountability,
Are no more significant than a termite community.
With all your googling expertise, how about you
spend some data researching the term “ambition”!
Know your place, my dear armchair intellectuals,
Chimps should speak only when spoken to by a human.
To you who mean well,
your death is the end of your story.
My death is the beginning of a legend.”
Give Me A Keyboard, I’ll Give You Revolution (The Sonnet) | Abhijit Naskar | Yaralardan Yangın Doğar
I just want to write –
that’s all I ever want –
to write, write and write!
The day the words stop coming,
will be my last corporeal night.
Either I shall die by an assassin’s bullet,
or I shall die on my keyboard,
but I refuse to die of old-age and disease.
Death scares those who are scared of life,
I have already lived my life in service.
I live on keyboard, I’ll die on keyboard,
Keyboard is my instrument of illumination.
Nothing short could satisfy my palate –
Give me a keyboard, I’ll give you revolution.
With my keyboard I’ve defended the meek,
With my keyboard I’ve castrated the pricks.
With my keyboard I’ve brought down dictators,
With my keyboard I’ve schooled bigoted pigs.
With my keyboard I’ve raised Gods by hundreds,
With my keyboard I’ve delivered world-builders.
With my keyboard I’ve produced hatebusters,
With my keyboard I’ve raised bulldozers.
Death is but a myth – body dies, not bulldozer;
Body is merely a vessel for the mission.
If you want your ideas to live forever,
You gotta sacrifice your life for a vision.
I never lived as body, but only as a dream –
My life is testament to the dream of united earth.
I don’t have a message, for I am the message –
Sacrifice is beacon, that illuminates the universe.
that’s all I ever want –
to write, write and write!
The day the words stop coming,
will be my last corporeal night.
Either I shall die by an assassin’s bullet,
or I shall die on my keyboard,
but I refuse to die of old-age and disease.
Death scares those who are scared of life,
I have already lived my life in service.
I live on keyboard, I’ll die on keyboard,
Keyboard is my instrument of illumination.
Nothing short could satisfy my palate –
Give me a keyboard, I’ll give you revolution.
With my keyboard I’ve defended the meek,
With my keyboard I’ve castrated the pricks.
With my keyboard I’ve brought down dictators,
With my keyboard I’ve schooled bigoted pigs.
With my keyboard I’ve raised Gods by hundreds,
With my keyboard I’ve delivered world-builders.
With my keyboard I’ve produced hatebusters,
With my keyboard I’ve raised bulldozers.
Death is but a myth – body dies, not bulldozer;
Body is merely a vessel for the mission.
If you want your ideas to live forever,
You gotta sacrifice your life for a vision.
I never lived as body, but only as a dream –
My life is testament to the dream of united earth.
I don’t have a message, for I am the message –
Sacrifice is beacon, that illuminates the universe.
