VICTIMIZED SOUL TO APATHETIC MIND Victimized soul and the apathetic mind Talking to one another, in a grief Why you always remain silent, as ocean deep And unhappy like that of the barren land I hail from the world of truth, patience and freedom Where sovereignty is of one and only The creator of the whole His sayings my food, His prudency my clothes His Remembrance my pleasure, And, worship my freedom He sent me down As a learner and a teacher To learn from you and Teach others what to do But excuse me! You looking remorseful soul said, Why you are not a guide? The manual of truth had been given to you? The universe created for me To think and to Research "To get close to the lord And the creator of the world", mind replied, To surrender before his will And prostrate before his wish But I got polluted With the nourishment of false gods You the mother of my happiness and sadness "Have some pity on my unconsciousness", soul said Too much tired by your way of ignorance Crossing the borders of his limits for your own I go back to my origin of freedom and truth It is the limited time dear friend can't wait Truth is my origin and to that, I have to go Can't change my origin for some days of happiness
