osho
10-23-2011, 11:34 AM
I am born here to die, whilst
I have seen heaps of bones
And their musical rattling
Living roomy lives we want swell
Into our ballooned egos
This world is a hell of infernal desires
Wherein men eat men by emptying the earth
Of their next swallows
Of their pleasant bungalows
This world is what I call
Full of man-eating scavenger s in human forms
It is not you and me but our inner blankness
We have never fought in fact
Yet something in us fight in principle
Through ideologues and self-made and self-serving codes
This is stupid, my friend to run after a blind concept
Giving it a nuance of religion and creed
I know I am born to win
And to defy you
But I do not realize
Even if I am likely to release the breath of life
For I never realize I am born to die
My rocky heart does not melt
And my stony mind cannot understand
The realism of what I am though born to die
I have seen heaps of bones
And their musical rattling
Living roomy lives we want swell
Into our ballooned egos
This world is a hell of infernal desires
Wherein men eat men by emptying the earth
Of their next swallows
Of their pleasant bungalows
This world is what I call
Full of man-eating scavenger s in human forms
It is not you and me but our inner blankness
We have never fought in fact
Yet something in us fight in principle
Through ideologues and self-made and self-serving codes
This is stupid, my friend to run after a blind concept
Giving it a nuance of religion and creed
I know I am born to win
And to defy you
But I do not realize
Even if I am likely to release the breath of life
For I never realize I am born to die
My rocky heart does not melt
And my stony mind cannot understand
The realism of what I am though born to die