A song is moving on
In its trail, awakening sweet memories
Memories of long ago uncaptured innocence.
Now it brings along longing for that unfound.
Thoughts recede back into space
Voices of present speaking mortals, recoil
All thoughts, longing and wailing capture vacuity
The human spirit argues for the cause of the soul
To at least abandon this road of autistacy
The soul surrenders but vows to resume another day.
This war cannot be won by a mono-sided superpower.
Back it will come, in another shape and style
With both hands it will be accepted.
This vision of scientists’ and great men!
26th July, 2006