Poetry

For the Last Human Beings

You recall the world you have
Left behind

Without any memories

No time is worst than this

Past was also never better either

Civilization has marked its progress

Just like trees standing by the roads

Same ways of doing things

Clothes can’t change the character

Hey, little people, you know how to hide

See HOW THEY SMILE

Statues you have constructed with your wrinkled hands

There is nothing to hang on

Everything returns to sand and soil

 

We THINK OF US AS SO SMALL

HELPLESS TO STRUGGLE

Too timid for courage

We have learned to occupy

Follow rather than formulate

Hey People, last human being

You have been programmed to work, sleep and consume

History is waiting for you to get bored

For meaningless struggle to unfold again

You have enjoyed idols, ideas, and myths

Gossiped over heroes and rascals

You need experts for guidance

Motivation speaker for motivation

You chew on everything that a thinker throws

Without any thought of your own

You are living a story that has already been told
you have a TAIL THAT WAGS

Not a mouth that bites and barks

 

ESCAPE AND Stick TO little SCREEN

CLOUD THAT NEVER stands still

YOU ARE MOVING UP AND DOWN

SIDE AND STRAIGHT

WHERE HAVE YOU REACHED

NOWHERE, No meaning

You carry tiny boxes and tiny minds

You are fond of everything short and small

Don’t wake them last human beings

Keeping on circling your habits and routines

ALL day, all night, enjoy your sleep

 

 

~Gaurav Ojha

Kathmandu, Nepal

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