The connected man


Uncertain fists in the air
Raised for causes ill understood.

Uncertain fists as proofs of desperate existence,pumped in empty air.

The proof of a life lived
sustained on the noxious fanning of outrages.

The sadness and badness of the world
continuously pumped through the digital veins of the world.


The connected soul,
battered incessantly by the tidal waves of outrages.

Before comprehension can dawn,
submerged in another outrage.

skin thin outrage,
blood thick issues
wasp's lifespan worth interest
ageless reality

man.
disconnect.
DISCONNECT.

Comments

Aparna said…
Awesomely put. I agree whole heartedly and more. I am amazed jinxie - inspite of our different stances of viewing the world - the angle with which we watch is uncannily similar. Its eerie how the ME in me - whoops with relief and excitement that someone in the world has similar views and expresses them with such chutzpah.
Ajinkya said…
Oh we are all the same. each one of us.

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