O my paradise, O,
drowned with you in sorrow and
still I haven’t recovered
but the passer-by, they say,
everything is fine and everything is ok.
Never knew a misery was waiting for us all,
it is the time of nothingness,
the floating bodies and people alive,
all are numb and still,
do you know why?
They are looking up there,
this time no Messiah has arrived,
some uniformed people are watching,
the toil and the loss,
they are send to speculate
who are alive and who are dead,
their side of story is different than ours’
They are with remedies for sure,
but they are told, not to go far,
the farthest they go, the more they will cost,
they also have a Messiah somewhere else,
who has ordered not to go too far.
After some time of trouble,
we all have settled in a boat,
they are heading nowhere,
and same is our condition,
but scarcely all of us have talked.
We are told by centuries,
not to talk but to speculate,
who we are, as if,
we are Calibans or soon to be Calibans,
not from Tempest this time,
but from Heart of Darkness.
The voyage took us to safer place,
but the nativity has drowned somewhere,
it does not look like what it used to be,
the Paradise Lost is this now,
no Milton is needed to verify.
Their eyes meet with our eyes,
but not the heart,
I wanted it to meet,
then you would have realized,
what pain can do.
They could have cried with us then
and held us tight in their arms,
but no, they are told not to go that far,
their Messiah will be angry,
now I have realized they can’t do a thing.
They are themselves caged,
in these uniforms for a reason,
they aren’t free to be what they want to,
they are bound by orders,
they are just doing work,
the way the native African used to do
in Heart of Darkness.
It is not their fault that they are like such,
neither we can blame them for anything,
the Messiahs are the criminals,
who are behind the curtains,
and laughing like that ugly Fox,
who always appeared as Volpone,
for ages they have laughed and will laugh forever.
We will rise against those Messiahs for sure,
but these uniformed people,
they are victims like us,
we might recover but they will die like anything,
for no solid reason, our hatred for them,
is not justified because the Messiahs,
they are still at their back and torturing us,
their motives are clear now,
we have fought these uniformed people a lot,
the criminals are still behind,
this time it’s their turn !!!!