Laws, universal as time and space
Even for the unknown
Beyond reach, of the senses
In every corner, atoms bow down to laws
Last refuge for outlaws, is the mind
Overrun with chaos, cannot easily be cast aside
Without annihilating the good, amongst thoughts
With no respect for summons served
Outlawed thoughts, take the last stand
Weakening the will, until time drowns all
Salvation follows its own laws, to fit in
We have to face the outlaws, running wild, within
- N. Seshadri
