Tilak Amitava Chowdhury

The Romans are all long gone And the collossiums are dead But the gladiators continue to live on Fighting for survival and bread! The wild animals in the rings are all gone The barbarians have been made to disappear But they are replaced by the loan sharks Spreading helplessness and fear Every morning we wake up to fight Wearing the armours of courage We return home scarred and spent Filled with unspent frustration and rage The world isn't fair to all The privileged have it all so easy The strugglers have to go on fighting Sweaty, bloodied and dizzy Modernization has ruined us all Making us all bloodied Gladiators Fighting a battle we die fighting Trying to escape the economic predators The heart longs for the good old days When life was easy and fun When we enjoyed the changing seasons And played and laughed under the sun There is still time, there is still chance To reclaim our nomadic lives of our ancestors To live simple, relaxed and engaged lives And die happy men, not economi

The world wants us to follow rules Created to control the common man We learn to live with those limitations As harmless and amiably as one can Buy big house, get a car, settle down in life Fuel consumption with borrowed money Work hard, postpone your dreams,  Thoughts of liberation are stupidly funny One day we sit infront of the mirror Stare hard at the face that looks back Unrecognisable and worry worn tired person Who silently complains of the peace we lack Then we die - physically, spiritually, mortally Having fought a lifelong useless war Having searched for happiness in the wrong places, all we possess is a dark cruel scar Change the story, live differently Forget what the society wants you to be Break the shackles of EMIs & corporate bullshit And embrace on a journey That sets you free!