Mind Tree Poem by kp. shashidharan

When dreams flower in mind tree
Wait for a while for the fruits to come
Fruits of the bathed imaginings
Taste sweeter, as dipped in wisdom!

While picking up packed idea fruits
Sold in the bazaar, be cautious
You may find them
Teeming in venomous fumes
Be sure, there's no carnage of trust
Doing away of mankind
No bombing of budding desires!

Incarcerate those hawkers
Who sell fruits of ideas
Those kiss virus into the mouth
Decipher those codes, arrest those ideas
Send those thoughts to the slaughter house
And hammer the last nail on their coffins!

Like a wood pecker
You may like to peck the deadwood of the mind tree
Taking out the rotten cells in the brain tree
Flushing out the seeds of germs -
Replace the cobwebs of the infected chip that chipped in
With a new brain chip - a branded software
Whose source code is known to you!

Those guys who store ammunition in their mind
Wait not, to explode in time;
They run after lives wild for a while
Like mountain rats, though chased by cats:
Ransacking cities, bombing lives, burning homes
Raping women, massacring people!

Before letting their dangerous dreams
To flower, fruits and seeds
Bomb their mind into flames
Before bursting lives into fire
Refill their minds with seeds of love for mankind!