Tuesday, 31 March 2015

Me & You (A struggle for freedom. An escape into atheism)

Me & You.

It shoved me here.
It pushed me there.

It bent. It curved,
It rammed. It swerved.

It rose. It dived
It sloped. It thrived.

It ebbed. It flowed
It was bright. It snowed.

It flowed. It banked.
It pulled. It yanked.

It propped me up. It put me down.
It set me high. It made me drown.

This is life. This is life.

It’s every whim. It’s every fancy
Be it assured. Be it chancy.

I agreed with decency.
I followed with urgency.

I bent. I knelt
I thought. I felt.

Always pliant
Never truant.

Forever shoulder. Never head.
Early to rise. Late to bed.

I valued and treasured.
Took what it gave, never measured.

I was flexible. I was nimble.
Bent at its wish. Stayed humble.

I valued life, in me and in others,
In friends & foes, in strangers & brothers.

Then one day I woke up and felt,
To be strong, unwavering, rigid not melt.

To stay the course. To challenge life.
Not with humility but with strife.

To knock it back, force it in its borders.
To give reign to my feelings and not take orders.

Sometimes or always one must beat it down.
Tame it, own it, not smile but frown.

Life is a gift, but it’s given to man.
To use as he chooses and work his own plan.

There is no God, no saint, no devil.
No love for a maker, no lust for evil.

I am mine and you are your.
We will last. We will endure.

We will reign & toil and win & thrive.
In years to come we will overcome life.

No fear will guide us on what to do.
I will be me and you will be you.

One day I know there will be no due.
No maker, no destroyer, no preacher, no pew.

Free we will wander this universe as we do.
I will be me and you will be you.


Anuj