Thursday, May 7, 2009

Sundar Majha Ghar -Home Sweet Home

These are lines, a few that I posted on a friends post at Flickr that I add to this picture of a street life of pain..at Dadar vegetable market..and complete it as a pedestrian poem of pain at 3.16 am..7 May 2009...
I had a message in a dream..dreamlessly drilled into my karmic consciousness
The Marathi words on the filmy poster read Sundar Majha Ghar meaning Home Sweet Home in
the language of my home state..a metaphoric misinterpretation of Mans failed dreams.

great picture and thought
a moment in restlessness caught
where hope is sold and cheaply bought
tears on the soul of humanity
a sordid inhuman clot
lessons of the past
on a mound of a garbage rot
lessons of tolerance of compassion
that with cascading times
stormy and terrifying times
we forgot..trying to build
a shaky future on quicksand
we the living plot
we come empty handed
sniveling blind full of snot
a mortal flower
in a broken pot
when we die
we leave behind everything
our mansions our ego our attitude
dust is to dust ashes to ashes
unecessarily with our friends and enemies
we futilely fought
a boundless energy incomplete journey
turned to naught
says the incorrigible skeptic
So What
Sodom Gommorah
the sins of our forefathers
visited on the kith and kin of Lot
in between heaven and hell
lies a dot
called Camelot

To my friend Friar Tuck of Woolongong..

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