Heartbeat Of Life Poem by none .....

Human, human how many humans!
Or humans under the one humanity are we?
Where we begun where we end?
Many born, that which born, died
Am I an individual, separate from the rest?
Casted away to survive in 'an unknown' planet?
Or am I a universal rhythm
Of this one heartbeat of life?
Too clever to classify
Or too foolish to clarify that-
Which is the very source of clarity.
Too intelligent to identify
Or too dumb to lose in identification.
Perfection is lost?
Peace disturbed?
Happiness is to be sought?
Lingering for morrow's perfection.
Fighting for peace!
Happiness is in accumulation of stuffs!
The greatest of the paradox, no one doubts -
The thoughts he is feed upon
The conscience of his culture
The promises of an authority
The system of health…..
The system of education…..
Too bulky the rubbish
Of the modern mind to mention,
Or too childish to consider.
The language of mind,
No matter how well the words we configure
Wouldn't bring one step closer to the truth…
For the truth is in experiencing, never in words
Or is it? Still full of hopes! Oh, hopeful.