COMBAT

The combat against the self, is not an easy one

Though everyone rebells, but “escape”, the none

A seethe of soap, would be just to describe

The animal called human, who always enjoyed the hike

The days are gone when the word hippie was there

And to the savagery now, everyone adhere

Should it be called a game? Or a mere satire?

The state, the human self over the history has acquired

Blood for blood they want, head for head they say

Thirst for blood bath, no one’s left to pray

“Thou”, I pray, take a rebirth, to contrive a new human

To change the mind of your puppets, to reduce the confusion

Kill “Us” or destroy the “Self”

or solve the questions that mess around

Questions that kill every fraction

Answer to which could not be found