Intellectual Terrorism

A tempest sweeps

over the globe

spreading the vicious seeds

which become saplings

that grow guns for robots

that are connected with religious and political wires

in the name of Light leading to Heaven

that is simply a carrot on a stick

cast by various shops that vie with others.

The shops have thrown a virus into air

that affects the intellectuals

who have forgotten the values

for which they got heights

The intellectuals become dwarfs

in the poisonous cages

that hypnotise them to the extent

that they begin to fall from the heights

without being aware of their fall.

The virus worsens their intellects

and turns them into intellectual terrorists

more dangerous than the real ones.

The land is not the land

The mind is the real land

A war cry

for possessing this land

fertile enough to grow

the crops of terror and hatred

Who pollutes?

Who gains what?

The wires are unseen, so is the wirer

Why is pen dipped in the poisonous ink?

The pen is the healer, not the killer

It is itself a wire that connects all

All into one

The inner sound is lost

somewhere in the cacophony

that tunes the naked dance 

on the global stage

Where is the being?

Where is Being of beings?

BEING is not in the shops

Being is within

the shrine within from where

flows the river of milk

embracing all with love

while singing the song of

vasudevkutumbukam

by Sudhir K. Arora

Sudhir K. Arora (b.1968) is serving as Professor of English at Maharaja Harishchandra P. G. College Moradabad, affiliated to M. J. P. Rohilkhand University, Bareilly, India. He has several significant publications to his credit including Aravind Adiga’s The White Tiger: A Freakish Booker and Cultural and Philosophical Reflections in Indian Poetry in English in Five Volumes. He resides at B-72, Deendayal Nagar, Phase-2, Near Sai Temple, Moradabad-244001 (UP) India and can be contacted at drsudhirkarora@gmail.com