Society is like a set top box from where,
Views and ideas transmit'without cables'.
Opinions shared and stapled to most minds,
Over a period of time,stay as facts and finds.
Beliefs as bats,keep hanging upon minds
Built like sandy walls,structurally shaky;
Like sand absorbing water in silent mode,
Mind absorbs,not generates ideas,to board.
Society has its buffer stock of ideas and norms,
Raised through ageless artificial insemination,
Or through automated,surrogate outsourcing.
In a world of selfies,the self dissipates into nothing.
Individuality is a bulk of booming collectivity.
If the body is just a mock medley of ocean and rock,
The mind is a fossil stuff,flowing ideas freely as oil,
With its volatile wield,never cherishing a solid soil.
Society tunes our minds to its gated,composed notes.
Hanging bats,should hang to ideas,that society dotes.
Stern minds may not either sell or buy social flavours.
But if society begets life,it is good to be'socially yours'.
P.Chandrasekaran.
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