A class was held,
Expecting mothers sat in a row,
ready for a fruitful lecture
from the most erudite scholars.
Their babies were expected
to add to the light of their world soon,
resting in dark for the few blessed days.
Class had all arrangements
to dress up the thirty upcoming leaders
with cloaks of treachery.
There were lectures on identity,
a favourite topic with the learned elites.
Talks on race, caste, religion
topped the pudding.
Talks on mannerisms, grooming, polishing,
Losing the inherent human etch,
Losing the real breath
connection with the universe .
Do’s and not do’s garnished
the food of living.
programmed and chipped beings
with two arms and
would grace the earth
and prepare lectures for unborn generations.