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National Reserve (The Sonnet) | Abhijit Naskar | World War Human: 100 New Earthling Sonnets

Every nation has its Netanyahu,
Somewhere they’re called Trump,
Somewhere they are Recep Erdoğan,
Somewhere they are Meloni or Modi,
Somewhere they’re called Imran Khan.

Thus Christ becomes a vessel of hate,
Koran is used to peddle division.
Saffron substitutes the color of blood,
Discrimination becomes the new tradition.

Somewhere they cut Islam from curriculum,
Somewhere they convert museum into mosque,
Somewhere they erase black history – it’s all
part-n-parcel of the same nationalist muck.

Rip the mask of a nationalist patriot,
You’ll find dormant a homicidal maniac.
Nationalism has no religion or ethnicity,
Only appearance changes, not the nut.

Beware of these nutjobs of nationalism,
selling you the jungle wrapped in tradition!
If you don’t vote them off their throne asap,
they’ll turn a free nation into reservation.
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Tanrınator (The Sonnet) | Abhijit Naskar | Yüz Şiirlerin Yüzüğü (Ring of 100 Poems, Bilingual Edition): 100 Turkish Poems with Translations

To the christian I’m christian –
to neonazism, I’m nazarene ravager.
To the jew I’m just a jew –
to zionism, I’m thunderahava.

To the sanatani I’m advaitin –
to hindutva, I’m narasimha.
To the muslim I’m sufi fakir –
to islamism, I’m tanrınator.

To the atheist I’m rationalist,
to the militant I’m apocalypse.
To the intellectuals I’m an idiot,
to the narcissist I’m cataclysmic.

I’m a brother to every
believer and nonbeliever alike.
I’m the bridge that unites the shores,
I’m the bulldozer that obliterates divide.
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Arabi Azadi Ashiqui (The Sonnet) | Abhijit Naskar | World War Human: 100 New Earthling Sonnets

The more you persecute a certain community,
the more you’ll find me your fiercest enemy.
Defending that community with my last breath,
I shall remind you of your own utter futility.

The more you dehumanize a certain people,
more you’ll find me your uncorrupt impediment.
The people will be safe, even if I’m annihilated –
In the process, world will witness your impotence.

More you criminalize a certain community,
more in my eyes you lose right to dignity.
Honor is earned through behavior, not by
excuse of throne, scripture or nationality.

Systemically propagate fear all you want –
In the end, you’re at mercy of my civilian judgment.
Belonging is my bible, conscience is my koran –
Behave like a bully, and I’m your celestial guardian.

Whenever intolerance raises its fangs,
hiding behind menorah, saffron or crucifix,
Every Samaritan must become Samurai –
Every Civilian – Arabi, Azadi, Ashiqui!
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Blunder Down Under (The Sonnet) | Abhijit Naskar | World War Human: 100 New Earthling Sonnets

Humans be human, alive and aware,
not tokens of ancestral blunder.
Awake, arise and right the wrongs,
whether in the west or down under.

We gotta fight on the beaches,
We gotta fight on human grounds.
This time we gotta fight as human,
not as puppets to colonial clowns.

Fight as brave lions for sacred inclusivity,
not for saffronication as domesticated cows.
Fight for justice, rejuvenated by reason,
not for prejudice, decreed by apeman vows.
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My Earth, Your Earth (The Sonnet) | Abhijit Naskar | The Divine Refugee

My America fosters the
spirit of self-correction,
Your America lies in the
continuation of exploitation.

My England lives in a willful
drive for making amends,
Your England lies in deliberate
denial of historic mess.

My Australia battles to
assimilate those once wronged,
Your Australia boasts proudly
atrocious plunders as tradition.

My India is the most radiant
beacon of multiculturalism,
Your India is a septic tank
of prehistoric nationalism.

I wish I could tell you, you and I
are the same, but we are not.
My earth is a celebration of people,
Your earth is chained to dead customs.
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“Tolerance is the better name for divinity.” Abhijit Naskar, Little Planet on The Prairie

“Tolerance is the better name for divinity.”

“I accept the bible, but not nazism.
I accept the koran, but not islamism.
I accept the gita, but not hindutva.
I accept the torah, but not zionism.”
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The Uncultured Linguist (Sonnet) – Abhijit Naskar, Iftar-e Insaniyat: The First Supper


The way apes understand what’s cultured,
I’m not that sort of cultured –
I’m humanly cultured – which means,
I live as cure for tribalism, not coddle;

I abolish chains, not worship them,
I do not entertain stereotypes –
I question and denounce prejudice,
both external and internal.

MAGA, Zionism, Hindutva, Prima gli Italiani,
Khalistan, Islamism, Türkiye Yüzyılı,
these are proof, we come from the monkeys;
while humans take a snooze, monkeys roam free.

Dogma is barrier to understanding,
blind faith is obstacle to holiness.
Assumption is obstacle to communication,
stereotypes are obstacle to awareness.
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The Drunken Polyglot (Sonnet 2300) – Abhijit Naskar, Iftar-e Insaniyat: The First Supper


I never hankered for booze or drugs,
you know why – because I’m already drunk,
with the most hard-hitting, brain-altering
contraband in history – I’m ever consumed
with languages and cultures.

Latin Passion, Turkish Woundlight,
Nordic Thunder, Celtic Wonder, Afro Grit,
American Ambition, Arabian Adamance,
Chinese Ingenuity, Indian Nonduality –

like rivers running eager to meet in sea,
cultures converged to bring me to life.
I am vast beyond the spell of tribe,
I am the ruin of all resurging reich.

Call it Reich, Empire or Uncle Sam –
Zionist State or Hindu Rashtra –
Animal Kingdoms are found everywhere, still,
reason is to reichs what phenyl is to floor.
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Pilgrim’s Regress (Sonnet 2324) ― Abhijit Naskar, Kral Fakir: When Calls The Kainat


Mirage mistaken as message,
when ethnic cleansing feels enlightened,
Sinai becomes septic,
Bethlehem becomes Bedlam.

Dogma decreed as divine,
when superstition feels highly sacred,
Vrindavan becomes a garbage dump,
Ayodhya becomes capital of savages.

When another’s belief is delusion,
but our belief is religion,
Mecca becomes a pilgrimage of maniacs,
Damascus becomes ulcer to civilization.

The confidence of ignorance is always
louder than the confidence of knowledge.
Truth raises more questions than answers,
whereas lies are snugly, sure and doubtless.
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Kingdom of God is Within You (Naskar’s Version, S.2457-2459) ― Abhijit Naskar, Sonnets From The Mountaintop



Leave it to the monkeys,
and every secular democracy
soon turns into a fanatic republic –

Christian Republic of America,
Islamic Republic of Turkey,
Jewish Republic of Palestine,
Sanatan Republic of India,

all run by prejudice legalized as piety,
and no humanity to speak of –
jungle grows tall in every corner,
survival of the chosen as ape gospel.

God’s original name is Human,
but it isn’t very profitable,
so the apes cook up fancy names,
and sprinkle in tales of magic.

Organized religion is the planet’s largest circus,
where apes commodify divinity to sell tickets –
more divide means more fear, means more control,
divine distant from human is the holy grail of commerce.

Human is the first and final name of divinity,
but that goes against the entire religious
industrial complex – for the purpose of brevity
I say religious, but I mean fundamentalist.

There’s not one religion but two,
one is commercial religion,
rooted in fear, prejudice and bigotry,
and the other is lived religion,
rooted in kindness and inclusivity –

the atheist and the believer
drink from the same water,
breathe the same air,
eat the same food –

mother nature, the actual origin of life,
doesn’t segregate between believer and
nonbeliever, it’s only the savages who do that.
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