All the usual suspects are lined up
Greed, Envy, Anger, Arrogance and Desire
Myriad pains of our modern living
They come out of noble pursuits
Very thin line separating
Ambition, Competition, Assertiveness, Attitude and Drive
Magic potions of our modern living
So watch out, vaccine ill-conditioned may well stimulate the virus
Supermarket shelves are bursting with fat free and zero cholesterol condiments
Hardware of heart should work fine with a little work out, no loose connections, and no faulty components
Software is under siege from bugs, viruses and hostile packets
Fixes and patches do not work and neither do security jackets
The inner sanctum is the real theatre of war
A fierce battle is raging, sometimes overt, sometimes covert, unleashing moral mayhem and pious passion
Good vs. Evil, Right Vs Wrong, Grey Vs Grey
At loggerheads, eyeball to eyeball, engaged in a war of attrition
‘Self’ torn as unarmed civilians caught in the crossfire
Longing for hope and languishing in fear
Alternating in opinion from one end to another
Inner revolution is just round the corner
But beware the rebel may turn into a robber
Win him over, unify, and consolidate
And get ready for the battle elsewhere
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You have looked too deep within..!! Sometimes I feel it is better not to dive too deep, it is all nasty... I wonder if the surface level happiness is what keeps the world going...!!
May be, constant deep-dive would help rid of the nasty things and good things go in...!!
But how many of us are game?
The 'inner sanctum being the real theater of war' mentioned in the poem is a possession of the 'khushkismat' - 'woh log jinke dimaagh ke reshe mein abhi yeh jiddo-jehad baaqi hai', most of us are so completely given in to our herd behaviour that nafs is not one of the combatants but is in fact the born victor with no opposition in sight whatsoever, and therefore there is no 'inner anything' sanctum, theater, war or whatever. 'Woh kya karenge tabsira jung-e-androoni ka, jinke shikasta qalb pe gidh bhi nahin aate'.
It is indeed a sign of the times that today people with these 'inner conflicts' (even though they are a minority by far) live amongst us and express their feelings as a part of society rather than be so supremely poetic as to be difficult to understand or leave for the hills in search of the truth as used to happen before . . . this is a good sign, it is :-)
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