I’m a scientist at brain,
poet and monk at heart,
philosopher at conscience.
If this tickles you the wrong way,
it’s a sign of your medievalness.

Now I’m gonna tell you something,
which will make even less sense,
unless you’re a human of the future,
beyond the gutter of nation-n-sects.

I’m a muslim poet,
a humanitarian scientist,
and an advaitin philosopher.
Figure this out, and you’ll
crack the Naskar enigma.

In an animal world of inherited division,
I’m the human cure to all apish inkling.
In this white heaven of fear and hate,
I am forgiveness, I am Visvamuslim.