THREE
POEMS
Har Prasad Sharma
Religion
A religion that makes a man’s brain-hemorrhage,
And makes him illogical, barbarous and savage;
A religion that causes war between man and man
And eliminates no tension nor makes one a sane;
A religion that fails to unite the hearts of
men,
Nor that proves the existence of Truth, when
It cannot X-ray and remove the latent evil of
one
Who suffers from it, then it is nothing but fun.
A religion that removes a man from the path of
right
Is no religion but a lamp that gives no light.
Education
The education that turns man’s mind with pride,
And that almost paints black his human side;
And the knowledge that makes him two-faced;
Thief, crafty, savage and not well-behaved;
The reading that widens not his mind’s horizon
And doesn’t take him out from narrow dimension;
The learning that cannot make him a little sane
Is nothing but a disease that spoils his brain.
A Wave of New
Civilization
Men slay men and even then
We proudly claim that we’re men.
The word “Peace” in speech
exists
While we treat we wield our fists.
Gone, gone are the days of happy news
Now man with man shakes
in his shoes.
The more we’ve learned the more we wrung
Innocents’ necks and clicked our tongue.
All sorts of mischief we mastered
well
And turned the world into perfect hell,
All morals, culture finished O God
Nothing is left now except fraud!
This modern pattern of civilization
Brings us to the verge
of destruction.