M an is dead
Netzche discovered that God is dead
Hence gods were to be discovered
in nationalism socialism democracy and so on
Whose imagination did create so many gods?
Man's.
No particular man but Man who is perhaps in every man and woman
Or who is an agglomeration of men
The thousand headed Man with thousand eyes and thousand legs
So when god was found dead
Man became the god of gods
Man the god or human ism was born
But whatever is born is foredoomed to die
And Foucault thundered-Man or Humanism is born to die
He was a great prophet
Pantaloons and other modern markets came forward
with their mazarine music of trade cries
Their teeth are well arranged in the consumers goods
arrayed in different air conditioned shops in the same built space
They ate the humanity of every man
And see the dead humanity's apparels- you he and me
me he and you
are being worn by the system of consumers goods
a television a refrigerator a car a computer
a booking with a five star hotel at Angkor Vat
Dont ask whether the motor cycle has any use value at all.
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poem by Dr. Ramesh Chandra Mukhopadhyaya
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