Prisoners of the Universe

We are soldiers on planet Earth,

Prisoners of the universe

We are the fools obeying the rules

We are the tools in somebody’s hands

Satisfying somebody’s demands

Fulfilling somebody’s commands

Filling the space and time called Life

We simply try to survive



We are soldiers on planet Earth,

Prisoners of the universe

In everyday troubles we don’t see

How beautiful this world can be

Drawn into a whirlpool of routine

Not asking eternal question: "What sense of life can mean?"

Raising walls of obstacles in our way

We play such game day after day



I was a soldier on planet Earth,

A prisoner of the universe

After waking up one day from this senseless game

I became sober enough to see my real aim

I found my way, I became free,

Saved from the wheels of destiny

After bidding farewell to the false views

My soul’s ready to share the light of this truth

Author's Notes/Comments: 

This poem is about routine of life, but at the same time about awakening from it.

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Afzal Shauq's picture

I was a soldier on planet Earth,
A prisoner of the universe
After waking up one day from this senseless game
I became sober enough to see my real aim
I found my way, I became free,
Saved from the wheels of destiny
After bidding farewell to the false views
My soul’s ready to share the light of this truth

What a sweet logic here you expressed..its some how philosophical and as you swtar from "we" and ended to "I" the result came out and you found your sefl free... sure its like that... when we are a art of universe as prisoners... we are helping the collective role with others and we forget about our identity and when we find our self esteem we get our own face and get satisfy too... I think your theme is like an ideology.. respect your talent..but I am observing that you are not adding other new poems... hope you do new too... best of luck and nice time for you dear friend...

poetvg's picture

NICE PIECE

Matt Pullen's picture

Awesome poem. Keep writing!

ugonna's picture

There is something real
and so meaningful about
this piece.

Its explicatory style
and rhetorical balance
oof the earthly humane
captures my imaginative
awakening...

It's lines leads one
back to these "Four Walls".
Yet, I see somewhat of
a willingness to live,
to be, to know and to do
the very art of living
in all of its demanding
destinies!

Ugonna