100 TPC* in “H-Ray Vision”. A poem by Hillol Ray

Hillol Ray Photo 5142015

100 TPC* in “H-Ray Vision"

 	Dawn of civilization opened up human vision
To portray their own intrinsic mind-
And an "internal sense" of aesthetics was born
That's still prevailing on present mankind.
Biogenetic influence in our culture 
Relates to the seed of beauty in our  brain-
Followed by ethical values, disappearing fast,
Like passengers in a locomotive train.

For our primitive forefathers, beauty of art
Started as a secured but hidden joy-
And kept it alive for the millenniums
To come, like a treasured toy.
They painted and carved their own bodies 
With the brushes, scalpels or blunt knives-
To extricate the beautiful form,
In the shapes of mountains or beehives.
Connection between realities and imaginations
Was established with a powerful mission-
And I as a part of 100 TPC visualize as I dwell
On next millennium with "H-Ray Vision".

During "Stone-age Civilization",
We practiced solo dancing and song-
Irrespective of the month or season, 
These rituals went on too long!
Music became an inherent part of life,
Evidenced by poets’ and historians' tales-
And 'Art' was engraved in our brains
To ring the knowledge doorbells.
Aesthetic emotions led us in vast waves
Of creation to hop on a velvet joy ride-
And provoked the feelings of enjoyments
Without any scorn or life's ebb tide.

Primitive poets emphasized the aesthetics
And ethical values quietly in men-
And exemplified the manhood as a demigod
Drenched with beauty in the heroes den.
But modern religions have obscured
These thoughts to disguise them well-
And converted men from self-assertion
To where our minds now dwell.

Material things have prompted God
To depart from the spirit of man-
While evil spirits keep on provoking 
To commit sins whenever we can.
Aesthetic values left temples and churches
With the exception of an only few-
And kept the Gods alone, decaying,
Preserved for a historical view.
Center of life changed from inner spirit
Of modern man to the world outside-
While I watch the growing cities,
Full of tunnels, designed for us to hide.

Obviously, there's beauty in world today
That man constructs to appease the eye-
But in 'H-Ray Vision', that's a beauty 
Of genuine art and causes me to sigh!
Modern beauty of replicating forms 
Seem to sink in nothingness at best-
And to me, this feeling is pathological,
As it draws mankind to a perilous test.
The idea of being beautiful or heroic
Ties with modern hectic pace-
While rooms for perversions and pandemic
Are being made to glorify our sanely face.

Modern poet is an addict to all excesses,
From chemical stuffs to junk food-
And abandoned himself into gluttony
To be an obese, may be for good.
Obesity is not only a relinquishment
Of self-aesthetics covered under shirt-
But it's also the forsaking of the idea
For man has to be an object d'art.
Poets have ceased to be performers
To become observers on the Earth-
Whose aesthetics have left us behind,
And taken away the life's mirth!

Today, “H-Ray Vision” reveals, modern changes
Are recreating the lost beauty sense-
And have chosen the way of mass-beauty
Of rigid men in uniform marching in tense.

Certainly this has some beauty 
Of mass destruction and senseless killing-
Immersed in slaughtering and cleansing,
While leading our bones to chilling!
Questions flocking my poetic voice
Now whisper in the stormy air-
And ask: how should we reclaim our rights
To aesthetic emotion that's genuine and fair?
How do we regain our innocence on Earth 
To a spirit of wonder towards beauty and art?
And reclaim our ethical rights to an answer
While we mend the broken heart!

I am sure, as a poet, these are trivial questions
For the modern intelligent poets to talk about-
As life is now being built like a machine
That grinds and squeaks without a doubt.
So far, no one has yet claimed somnolently
The "aesthetic" rights we all are entitled to-
Nor to preach "ethical" human rights
The way the poets deal with or love to do!
In Brazil, the poets have chosen music
With slow dance as an artistic goal-
And they adore their active bodies 
With costumes to cherish the soul!
To an outsider, this seems to be a futility,
Or not a beautiful attractive sight-
Rather it's the way, the Brazilian poets 
Assert their own aesthetic right.

Modern poets think that aesthetic emotions
Are a by-product of civilizations for sure-
Instead, they come from pre-historic poets;
Similar to ethical feelings they had to endure.
Many poets quietly forsaken the tribal life
To replace it with a grim boredom now-
And destroyed their emotional incentives
To promote lust, and technical know-how.
Our aesthetic values are sadly mixed up,
And emotions grow on watching a television-

So we love to view the gory scenes
Of crimes, followed by nuclear fission.

We would be better off if 100 TPC starts to write
About their "inner sense" of beauty-
And claim their aesthetic rights to nourish
The ethical values as a moral duty.
There's no beauty in the squalor and poverty 
Of population in poor nations on Earth-
Likewise the beauty lacks in "shallow lives"
Of richer countries since their birth.

As a revolutionary poet and thinker, today I advocate
The continuous reconstruction for change of mind-
By sharing science, arts, technical know-how globally,
And putting aesthetics with emotions in a bind.
Science has the essential tools, and poets have the pen,
For making a better world, and there's no doubt-
But uncanny human mind is curtailing the cultural
And political means to create the game of shout.
So for betterment of mankind, as a poet, may I urge
To strongly build our brains and culture until it's right?
Via the homogenous blending of efforts of 100 TPC*
In "H-Ray Vision" with precision and foresight!!

*100 TPC = 100 thousand Poets for Change

Hillol Ray, Poet and Author, is an Environmental Engineer with the U.S. Environmental Protection Agency (EPA) in Dallas, Texas. His accolades include: Bronze Medal and Customer Service Award from EPA; Literary Achievement Award from BECAA (Bengal Engineering College Alumni Association of North America and Canada); Distinguished Service Award  (“Literary Accomplishments and Human Rights Activist”) from the Cultural Association of Bengal in New York.  He is listed in Marquis Who’s Who in America, Who’s Who in Science and Engineering, and Who’s Who in the World.  In 2018, he was presented with the Albert Nelson Marquis Lifetime Achievement Award from Marquis in New Jersey, USA.

For additional information, you may visit:  http://bwesner.wixsite.com/hillolrayawards      

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Darcie Friesen Hossack is a graduate of the Humber School for Writers. Her short story collection, Mennonites Don’t Dance, was a runner-up for the Danuta Gleed Award, shortlisted for the Commonwealth Writers Prize and the Ontario Library Association's Forest of Reading Evergreen Award for Adult Fiction. Citing irreverence, the book was banned by the LaCrete Public Library in Northern Alberta. Having mentored with Giller finalists Sandra Birdsell (The Russlander) and Gail Anderson Dargatz (Spawning Grounds, The Cure for Death by Lightening), Darcie's first novel, Stillwater, will be released in the spring of 2023. Darcie is also a four time judge of the Whistler Independent Book Awards, and a career food writer. She lives in Northern Alberta, Canada, with her husband, international award-winning chef, Dean Hossack.

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