Consciousness not Compost (The Sonnet) | Abhijit Naskar | The Divine Refugee

Owning brand new devices counts for nothing,
if your mind belongs brutally to the stoneage.
It’s okay to carry trinkets as heirloom,
but consciousness is no object of heritage.

To make heritage out of consciousness
is to make garbage out of consciousness.
To make tradition out of stagnation
is to make fertilizer out of living veins.

What’s in your head, fervor or fertilizer!
What are you, consciousness or compost!
Buy some flowers for your ancestral graves,
but never become compost to get their praise!