Abhijit Naskar's Blog - Posts Tagged "segregation"
Give Me Blood and Sweat (The Sonnet)
Give me your pleasures, I'll give you awakening.
Give me your pride, I'll give you inclusion.
Give me your self-obsession, I'll give you acceptance.
Give me your arrogance, I'll give you liberation.
Give me your tradition, I'll give you revolution.
Give me your blindness, I'll give you clarity.
Give me your disparities, I'll give you humaneness.
Give me your rigidity, I'll give you serenity.
Give me your religion, I'll give you harmony.
Give me your language, I'll give you amity.
Give me your identity, I'll give you unity.
Give me your nationality, I'll give you humanity.
Give me your sleep and comfort, I'll give you assimilation.
Give me your blood and sweat, I'll give you ascension.
Give me your pride, I'll give you inclusion.
Give me your self-obsession, I'll give you acceptance.
Give me your arrogance, I'll give you liberation.
Give me your tradition, I'll give you revolution.
Give me your blindness, I'll give you clarity.
Give me your disparities, I'll give you humaneness.
Give me your rigidity, I'll give you serenity.
Give me your religion, I'll give you harmony.
Give me your language, I'll give you amity.
Give me your identity, I'll give you unity.
Give me your nationality, I'll give you humanity.
Give me your sleep and comfort, I'll give you assimilation.
Give me your blood and sweat, I'll give you ascension.
Published on April 04, 2020 02:25
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Tags:
human-rights, humanitarian, humanitarian-poetry, inclusion, justice, sacrifice, sacrifice-for-others, segregation, service-of-humanity, serving-humanity, serving-people, sonnet, world-peace
The Maker (Sonnet)
Step by step we'll reach the mountaintop,
We'll build roads penetrating impediments.
Bit by bit we'll trash our conformities,
We’ll erect civilization upon reason and sentiments.
Day and night we'll stand tall in service,
Through storm, rain, heat and gloom.
There's no time for selfishness,
Being selfish would bring universal doom.
Sanity is in giving and caring,
It’s in every act of collective concern.
Because if you care only for the self,
Deserting your children your neighbors will run.
The world is our home and we must be its caretaker.
Comfort is luxury, it’s time we rise as the maker.
We'll build roads penetrating impediments.
Bit by bit we'll trash our conformities,
We’ll erect civilization upon reason and sentiments.
Day and night we'll stand tall in service,
Through storm, rain, heat and gloom.
There's no time for selfishness,
Being selfish would bring universal doom.
Sanity is in giving and caring,
It’s in every act of collective concern.
Because if you care only for the self,
Deserting your children your neighbors will run.
The world is our home and we must be its caretaker.
Comfort is luxury, it’s time we rise as the maker.
Published on May 07, 2020 07:33
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Tags:
be-the-change, discrimination, global-crisis, helping-others, humanitarian, humanitarianism, justice, patriotism, poem, poetry, progress, sacrifice, segregation, social-responsibility, sonnet
Break The Walls (The Sonnet)
Let's break the walls my friend,
There ain't no place for segregation no more.
Let's break the distance my friend,
There ain't no place for pettiness no more.
Let's sing the song of victory,
There ain't no place for savagery no more.
Let's loosen the knots of tradition,
There ain't no time for rigidity no more.
Don't you hear the siren my friend,
Can't you feel the rising sun!
Don't you hear the footsteps of dawn,
It's time to let go of all things barbarian.
Fear not the unknown and unexplored o friend of mine.
Let's walk together opening doors to one humankind.
There ain't no place for segregation no more.
Let's break the distance my friend,
There ain't no place for pettiness no more.
Let's sing the song of victory,
There ain't no place for savagery no more.
Let's loosen the knots of tradition,
There ain't no time for rigidity no more.
Don't you hear the siren my friend,
Can't you feel the rising sun!
Don't you hear the footsteps of dawn,
It's time to let go of all things barbarian.
Fear not the unknown and unexplored o friend of mine.
Let's walk together opening doors to one humankind.
Published on May 31, 2020 17:30
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Tags:
acceptance, bigotry, extremism, fundamentalism, inclusion, poetry, prejudice, rigidity, segregation, sonnet, tradition
Into The Eyes of Racism (A Sonnet)
I looked into the eyes of racism,
All I found was insecurity.
I looked into the eyes of prejudice,
All I found was pretend sanity.
I looked into the eyes of bigotry,
All I found was savage inanity.
I looked into the eyes of hate,
All I found was delusion of purity.
I looked into the eyes of disparity,
All I found was mindless conformity.
I looked into the eyes of apathy,
All I found was spineless vanity.
I looked a lot and observed plenty,
It's time to burn bright against brutality.
All I found was insecurity.
I looked into the eyes of prejudice,
All I found was pretend sanity.
I looked into the eyes of bigotry,
All I found was savage inanity.
I looked into the eyes of hate,
All I found was delusion of purity.
I looked into the eyes of disparity,
All I found was mindless conformity.
I looked into the eyes of apathy,
All I found was spineless vanity.
I looked a lot and observed plenty,
It's time to burn bright against brutality.
Published on June 13, 2020 15:47
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Tags:
black-lives-matter, black-lives-matter-poem, hate-crime, injustice, police-brutality, prejudice, racism, segregation, sonnet, white-silence
An Immigrant's Plight (The Sonnet)
With hopes and dreams brimming in my heart,
I have traveled across miles and miles.
A single desire for a flame of acceptance,
Still burns bright in my heart's aisle.
You say home is where the heart is,
But my heart is accused of difference.
Sometimes I'm accused of faith or race,
Other times they question my allegiance.
Amidst the illusive fog of color and geography,
When did humanity cease mattering most!
Sentiments and dreams have no borders,
Character isn't exclusive to any single coast.
We’ve wasted enough time on labels and covers,
It's time to be family filling the world with colors.
I have traveled across miles and miles.
A single desire for a flame of acceptance,
Still burns bright in my heart's aisle.
You say home is where the heart is,
But my heart is accused of difference.
Sometimes I'm accused of faith or race,
Other times they question my allegiance.
Amidst the illusive fog of color and geography,
When did humanity cease mattering most!
Sentiments and dreams have no borders,
Character isn't exclusive to any single coast.
We’ve wasted enough time on labels and covers,
It's time to be family filling the world with colors.
Published on June 28, 2020 08:42
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Tags:
assimilation, differentiation, discrimination, human-rights, immigrants, inclusion, islamophobia, prejudice, racism, refugee, refugee-crisis, refugees, sectarianism, segregation, sonnet
Salutation (The Sonnet)
My salutation to you O Human,
One who has broken the ties of creed.
The light was always within you,
Destroying the dogmas you set it free.
When your heart is labeled,
The world stays hypnotized in darkness.
The moment you rip them to pieces,
Tides of light awaken all synapses.
All separation is born of labels,
Tear those labels and there'll be light.
Once there is oneness in heart,
Oneness of humanity will manifest alright.
Emancipation lies in losing the I in Us,
Once you do, you will wake up the universe.
One who has broken the ties of creed.
The light was always within you,
Destroying the dogmas you set it free.
When your heart is labeled,
The world stays hypnotized in darkness.
The moment you rip them to pieces,
Tides of light awaken all synapses.
All separation is born of labels,
Tear those labels and there'll be light.
Once there is oneness in heart,
Oneness of humanity will manifest alright.
Emancipation lies in losing the I in Us,
Once you do, you will wake up the universe.
Published on July 22, 2020 08:39
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Tags:
acceptance, bigotry, equality, freedom-of-mind, humanism, humanitarianism, inclusion, indoctrination, liberation, one-human-race, oneness, sectarianism, secularism, segregation, sonnet, tribalism
Other Side of This Sonnet
On the other side of this sonnet,
There is a land most bright.
In that land of inclusion and unity,
People are strolling without fright.
They walk, speak, run and play,
Without being accused of difference.
They celebrate life with love and delight,
In someone's need they rush in alliance.
Plenty though their paths may be,
Their sense of community has no label.
They have their differences surely,
Which makes them a species most able.
Now that we've arrived at the other side,
It’s time we become that people forthright.
There is a land most bright.
In that land of inclusion and unity,
People are strolling without fright.
They walk, speak, run and play,
Without being accused of difference.
They celebrate life with love and delight,
In someone's need they rush in alliance.
Plenty though their paths may be,
Their sense of community has no label.
They have their differences surely,
Which makes them a species most able.
Now that we've arrived at the other side,
It’s time we become that people forthright.
Published on August 21, 2020 10:22
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Tags:
assimilation, inclusion, nondualism, one-humanity, prejudice, racism, sectarianism, segregation, sonnet, universal-acceptance
Peace Sonnet
Peace doesn't grow on trees,
Nor is it produced in factories.
It has been a concept of books,
Must it stay that way for centuries!
Where argumentation is afoot,
The mission becomes a phantom.
Where the mind thrives on tradition,
Peace is an inconvenience to the norm.
Peace is but a myth most foul,
An annoying goal that demands a lot.
We just prefer our cozy cocoons,
Giving up any of it is just plain absurd.
But there is a cure to the war disease.
Loosen your knots and there'll be peace.
Nor is it produced in factories.
It has been a concept of books,
Must it stay that way for centuries!
Where argumentation is afoot,
The mission becomes a phantom.
Where the mind thrives on tradition,
Peace is an inconvenience to the norm.
Peace is but a myth most foul,
An annoying goal that demands a lot.
We just prefer our cozy cocoons,
Giving up any of it is just plain absurd.
But there is a cure to the war disease.
Loosen your knots and there'll be peace.
Published on September 15, 2020 14:19
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Tags:
acceptance, diplomacy, geopolitics, global-harmony, humanism, international-relations, labels, politics, sectarianism, secularism, segregation, social-psychology, sonnet, world-peace
Raghead (The Sonnet) | Handcrafted Humanity
Some call me raghead,
Some call me desert dweller.
Some call me curry-breath,
Some call me f-ing nigger.
This is not just my story,
But of every person of color.
In a world stolen by whites,
Anything non-white is inferior.
Upon receiving so much hate,
I admit, sometimes I do feel gloomy.
I know how it is to be cussed everyday,
So I choose love no matter the agony.
The tradition of hate has gone on long enough.
I choose to be the break in habit on the world's behalf.
Some call me desert dweller.
Some call me curry-breath,
Some call me f-ing nigger.
This is not just my story,
But of every person of color.
In a world stolen by whites,
Anything non-white is inferior.
Upon receiving so much hate,
I admit, sometimes I do feel gloomy.
I know how it is to be cussed everyday,
So I choose love no matter the agony.
The tradition of hate has gone on long enough.
I choose to be the break in habit on the world's behalf.
Published on December 07, 2021 15:36
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Tags:
american, american-culture, american-history, black-lives-matter, confederate, discrimination, diversity, hate-crime, human-rights, humanism, humanist-poetry, inclusion, islamophobia, make-america-great-again, neonazi, neonazis, people-of-color, prejudice, secularism, segregation, sonnet, terrorism, white-nationalism, white-supremacist, white-supremacy
Combine without Condescension (The Sonnet) | Bulldozer on Duty
When all combine without condescension,
We shall witness God’s face.
Then we shall realize beyond all doubt,
God has never been a person but a state.
A state of mind where division disappears,
That is what godliness means.
A state of sight where separation withers,
That is what holiness means.
This state is beyond beliefs and doctrines,
It is the sacred valley of life beyond life.
There is no life so long as we are divided,
Life united is life brought to life.
There is no God, only heart nonsectarian.
In that heart, You, I, the Father, the Son, all are one.
We shall witness God’s face.
Then we shall realize beyond all doubt,
God has never been a person but a state.
A state of mind where division disappears,
That is what godliness means.
A state of sight where separation withers,
That is what holiness means.
This state is beyond beliefs and doctrines,
It is the sacred valley of life beyond life.
There is no life so long as we are divided,
Life united is life brought to life.
There is no God, only heart nonsectarian.
In that heart, You, I, the Father, the Son, all are one.
Published on June 01, 2022 08:35
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Tags:
advaita, beliefs, divine-poetry, dogmatism, enlightenment, equality, faith, godliness, holiness, holy-poem, human-rights-activist, humanitarian-peace, humanitarianism, indoctrination, naskareans, nondual-philosophy, nondualism, nonduality, nonsectarianism, oneness, rational-thinking, religious-harmony, segregation, spiritual-poem, spiritual-poems, systemic-racism, theological-poetry, unity, world-peace