Society is remote.
Where the robots live
In cell to cell,
Talking sideways through the wire or the wave,
Satellite inn, alone.
In the deep-black deep,
An electric sheep
Tripping, jumps, lonely
In my empty sleep,
Through the nothing black of cyber space,
Along conveyor belts…
– This network –
…Talking via text in
To the same panic station,
In the 9 to 5 to 9 busy body
One way rail track.
Work, work, work
Makes Jack a dull boy.
Sub ways, sub divides plus always
To subvert, divert, perverting
Your mind to distraction,
Your soul destruction,
Via consuming culture:
In drink, drugs, promiscuity,
The opiate of the masses of modernity.
And there, where
‘Super-stardom’ is close to post-mortem,
I discover you:
The Individual… in the concrete jungle, that you tried to intimate
With frozen, iron-plastic breath – a failed resuscitate –
Your suspension of life as you tried to
Life’s evolved inanimate.
I look and can see your signals,
Your struggles… But
What am I to do?
Leave you all alone?
Tell me! For the sake of God!
Others are trying
To speak to me,
But have forgotten the meaning,
Sirens sounds and echoes are calling
Me all around…
Face to face, we are
Minds, bodies and souls,
With words articulating inter-personal,
Punctuated with occasional silences, yes,
But for careful reflection, consideration…
Are we too late?
Are we left with only hesitation? The remains of our manufactured indecision…?
We know, we know
There is such a thing as the Self –
But we also know there was once a Community
Who sought a way to commune with, revelatory…
And ‘religio’ used to mean ‘to bind [together]’,
And ‘deen’1 means ‘the Way’ [to God]. Salvation.
Without them, my brothers, sisters, you have only alien-nation.
Arif uz Zaman
1 Deen (دين) is an Arabic word to mean an all-encompassing way of life carried out under the auspices of God’s divine purpose (i.e. as expressed in the Qur’an and hadith). A.k.a ‘A complete way of life’.