" Superstition is the weakness of the human mind;
it is inherent in that mind;
it has always been, and always will be "
It's time to break the shackles of superstitions that fetter our emancipated souls.
My poem " Superstitions " takes a strong stand against this irrational belief that has harboured skepticism in our fertile minds since time immemorial...
Why should man, so rational a being,
Be frightened of the number thirteen.
Why the mind, so logical in nature,
Occult and mystic ideas, do nurture.
Why the only thinking animal, ever born
With amulets and stones, his body adorn.
Why should a being, whose every thought is clear
The unknown and untold ever fear.
And for this I wish, the human civilization,
Would erase from their memory, such futile apprehensions.
And prevent man, the greatest creation,
From losing his way, in the dreary desert of superstition.
