A Slide Show
Jayaprakash A panicker
Everything looks like frames:
From scenes to our feelings.
Our vision is square
So are our thoughts.
Our likes are rectangular
So are our beliefs.
Our Gods are seen in squares
Their blessings are no more circled rays.
Our faiths and fears
Egos and animosities
Hates and apprehensions
fall perfectly in place
among the four walls of our interiors.
The globe is square,
So is our sun and moon
And all other ethereal domains.
We all spend our lives looking frames
From telephone screens to bill boards
Hoardings to wall hangings.
Modular switches to kitchen cabs.
Toilets fitments to tiles and tubs,
Display screens to plastic cards.
Currency is square, changes no more.
It is all in our looks. We look square
And all the time we look at squares,
We find everything so bezarely square.
But who knows the world and its orders
Are all circular! ! ! but we all know:
We are square pegs in round holes.
A. Jayaprakash Jayaprakash Panicker
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