If I am you and you are me,
Then what an odd collection we are,
me and you and you and me
and we and us, and them and we.
Why, when all is said and done
and one more pass around the sun,
why, then, is it only certain
I love me, and only hurt and shame you.
Is it true?
Are you me? Am I you?
You can feel my shame, but you conceal it.
When you cut your finger I can feel it.
Take my hand then, brother,
Shake my soul, and when you're finished,
Take a hold of something bigger -
You can't call your brother 'nigger'.
Thus, the 'Sum' becomes the most important beat of emphasis throughout a recital of Indian music, since this urge for unity and its fulfilment are the most rewarding experience. ----------indianmelody.com
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