Occult Confusion Poem by Hrishikesh Goswami

How can one be so cold?
Should one's duty override one's emotional intelligence?
Shouldn't there be some reflection about one's feelings in this era of mental health?
Shouldn't one be allowed to chase what his intuitions tell him?
Why are instincts degraded every time?
Why are norms so inflexible?

And if thus and thus is the case
From where will psychological gratification come from?
Universal human right they say...
Contemporary are the times
And so occult are the principles
Confusion is inevitable
Resolve is far positioned
May serenity persevere!