Beat the beaten track (1997)
by J.V.Ravichandran

Delectable speeches and words sound well on speech platforms.
Scintillating meetings and moral stands go well with ideological moralities.
Dangerous dreams and fantasies of a trouble-free world look better in sleep.
Hunger and poverty are the realms of the poor to thrive and live in.
Rains and puddles gain a better look in misbegotten villages.
Reiteration and reminders are necessary in this confused world.
Whims and fancies are the best diet for today.
Snow and ice reflect a strange new aesthetics in the design of nature.
Skies turn bruisish-blue at the sight of the setting sun.
Words and letters are the best forms of communication.
Horses and carts ride the gravel path better than a laid road.
Trodden feet mark the muddy surface of the off-beaten path.
Windows and doors open to the shady light.
Stars and planets are the only things that matter to a lover lost.
Hearts and lungs belong more to the doctors than to humans.
Hymns and gods are the private property of the priests.
Art and culture beckon the foreigner more than the native.
Trees and flowers hide the many bruises given to nature by man.
Birds and insects hide away from the nasty eyes of a predator.
Ears strain to hear the innocent cry of a new-born child as the years fade away into
oblivion.
Science and scientists destroy the myth that is man's fickle nature.
Consistency marks the daily routine of man.
Animals belong in forests.
Man belongs nowhere.