Shedding tears over bone heaps
I see the bare bones
Of living organisms
Called fighter jets
Skeletons of buildings
Destroyed in bombings
Debris of kitchens
And beds on fire
Roasted kids
And men in flames
I mistook this earth for hell
And men who caused
The buildings
To lose their flesh
And turn bare bones
For monsters
On nemetic duty
To settle the cosmic disorder
And restore equilibrium
Not God! Alas! men take up in their hands
The job of Angels
To find fault with men
And set them right
And they take out arms
Lightning and
thunder
To silence millions
And denude the earth
Of life,
Replacing it with dead bones
Of aircraft and buildings.
Astro-scare
Wisdom has deserted
The global village
Gods are unconcerned
Those who tried to over reach
Will fight each other to finish.
The artificial light
Shows you your face alone
Our body which is not lighted
Belongs to dark mass
Causing a rift between man and his pride.
Nature which appears at peace,
Is only an optical illusion
The smaller and less powerful
Always become the feed
Of this non-vegetarian empire
Man has been made by gods
One day to be brought down
Human structures too are meant
To tumble one day
With time if not bombs.
Wars are a necessary phenomenon
Which gods employ
To bring human hubris
Down,
And keep men in astro-scare.
Ancient evenings
Wordsworth talked of pantheism
Which is a way of life
Even with a very very
Ordinary Indian householder.
They go far beyond seeing
God in every object
They worship objects
Which help them stay alive
Sun. moon, earth, stars
Day, night
Trees, rivers
oceans, winds
Every thing they worship
Everything that helps
In promoting life
They make god out of them
And pray for peace to the cosmos
My India loves creation,
Worships the Creator
Loves the mice, the bull
Every creature connected with gods.
Author’s Bionote:
* Dr. Jernail S. Anand, with a whopping 200 books [18 epics] is a formidable presence in the contemporary world literature, a polymath, and a vital architect of the 21st century ethical literature whose seminal work ‘Lustus: The Prince of Darkness’ challenges the moral complacency of our era. Founding President of the International Academy of Ethics, and Laureate of Charter of Morava [Serbia], Seneca [Italy], Franz Kafka [Germany, Ukraine, Czeck Rep] and Maxim Gorky [Russia] Soka Ikeda and Mahakavi Bharati (India) Awards, his name is inscribed on the Poets’ Rock in Serbia. He is an Honorary Member of the Serbian Writers Association, Belgrade, a Member of the Honorary International Boule and Honorary Academic Senator of International Academy of Rome, and a Academic Member of the Academy of Arts and Philosophical Sciences, Bari [Italy], Lifetime Vice President of Korean Association of World Literature. He is International Honorary President of COLOSSEUM, International Literary Prize 2026 by International Academy of Rome. Anand has built a poetics that unites ethics, Vedic spirituality, social critique, and the philosophy of meaning. Anand presents an articulated perspective on poetry as an instrument of planetary consciousness. A moral philosopher, professor, and international speaker, Anand has devoted much of his research to the ethical dimension of language, to the responsibility of the individual within a globalised society, and to the relationship between matter, consciousness, and transcendence.