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| Artist Credit: Michael Parkes |
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Once upon a time,
An Angel out of Boredom at Heaven,
Visited Earth
and sat right next to a Monkey sitting on a Tree trunk.
Angel broke the ice by the line,
"Men, are they Angels or Beasts?
Monkey with a quick remark said,
"It is an easy conclusion, they are beasts, like my brothers without tails"
Angel replied back
"Dear Chimp! How could you say that, Human is so Godly with all the Technologies he withhold?"
Monkey giggled and replied,
"Yes, you are right,
Sent Rockets to Sky,
Invented medicine to heal,
Manufactured Mobiles,
But cannot predict a Typhoon,
Cannot exterminate a Virus,
Cannot live without a Mobile"
Angel interrupted the Monkey’s monologue,
"How dare you belittle the walking Angels,
They are above Almighty,
They are wise, and an Intellectual rise,
They are artistic, analytic, and systematic
They created everything that supports their survival
They are Architects, Builders, Inventors and Adventurers
They are masters of the universe"
Monkey feeling unbearable to withstand the arrogance, He countered back
"Their intelligence is over-rated,
Trail and error is mother of all their inventions,
They stumbled upon Technologies, like Penicillin and Electric Bulb,
Men like Fleming and Edison stole the lime light giving back no credit to luck"
Primate continued,
"They are still yet to decipher the intense emotions and primal instincts,
Poets can feel Love, but can never define its form,
Painters tried to portray ecstasy, but only in abstract patterns
Be it William Shakespeare or Picasso,
They wrote volumes and yet the reader never got the science,
They painted Canvasses and yet the viewer never got the logic,
As explorers they travelled far distances of the world, and concluded
Human species is a pebble before earth"
Angel in questioning remark, quotes
"What a funny Monkey you are,
Why are you so angry about God’s own Children?
Did they kept you in a Circus, any time?"
Monkey went mad with the offending remarks,
"In the name of Economic Progress, they created a Circus,
And they lived in it, they thought, they were happy in it,
They work Nine to Five,
They sat all day, with no play,
While they are supposed to hang around the branches, and feel the wind,
Relish the sunrise and sunset, these are the God’s gifts, they thrown away,
Like we fall for a Banana, they fall for Money"
Angel fluttering its wings, said
"How did this concern you anyways?"
"Off course! it does disturb me, when there is no rigor in their intellect,
As they intervene too much with Mother Nature and make it far too complicate,
When they put Genes of a Dog in a Monkey and observe the metamorphosis,
What they never get the point is, intervention happens in Nature out of necessity, not out of curiosity,
If they want to survive long, they better make less mistakes with the Complexity,
One error, and it will cost an entire eco-system"
Saintly Spirit came a little close and asked,
"So finally Mister Monkey, what do you suggest?"
Monkey raised its voice, and spoke in high tone,
"Simple, whenever they look at the waters and find their mirror self,
They have to recollect that they are staring at a Naked Ape,
… not a flying Angel, who bores others out of boredom"
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