This is the place; this is the age, Oh my ancient sage!
Where man lives hiding in his hole, deep inside this concrete jungle,
He strains his head to see the sunset, for he cannot see beyond this golden cage,
The sunrise he can never see, unnatural lights flicker and disrupt his cycle every night.
This is the place; this is the age, Oh my holy father!
Where everyone is in a hurry, the stress runs high,
Where money is the driving force, for it, one kills another,
Where technological intelligence thrives, and spiritual maturity is about to die.
This is the place; this is the age, Oh my king!
Where my ruler is a criminal, but I’m not bothered, I am mentally sedated,
The moral implications of my actions don’t bother me now,
I am here and I live for now, there is no God I fear, everyday here, truth is adulterated.
This is the place; this is the age, Oh my love!
Where I can break every marriage vow, showing you the glitter of diamonds,
Where I can use words like ‘divorce’ loosely for our marriage was a contract honey,
not made high above.
This is the place; this is the age, Oh mother earth!
Where conceited men like I, abuse you and pollute you for our greed,
We spit on the same soil we sow, it is from here that men like us grow,
We will be the cause of your death, but you will continue to give us birth.
This is the place; this is the age, Oh my guru!
Where my teacher despises fools, but hates that I am clever,
Where my thirst for knowledge, is my arrogance,
Where sticking to my guns, is my belligerence.
When the world around me is so unreal, where do I start?
Our complex minds have gotten us here; let’s give a chance to our heart,
Let emotions be the voice of reason, let your instincts be the guiding ray,
Through those clouds of uncertainty, simplicity is the only way,
Too much oo much gyaan for you to handle, now go, have a nice day!
Student: Ameya Malkan