Philosophy Of 'they'! Poem by Naga Vamshidhar Ratakonda

Copying my Characteristics,
They tried to duplicate,
And attempted to steal,
My precious Originality!

Listening to Me,
Reading Me,
Observing Me,
Analyzing Me,
Following Me &
Seeking my Asylum,
They chose to create profiles,
And then Erase Me!

'They' thought my Identity,
Can be confined & restricted,
Mimicked & Recreated,
Never & Ever knowing,
The Infinite spheres & planes,
I got diversified into,
And got scattered beyond,
Their meagre imaginations!

A stupid once asked 'Me',
'Who are You? ',
'Who are They? ',
Not knowing 'Me',
And unaware that,
'He is one of them,
Assuming that 'He',
Already became 'Me',
And not asking himself,
'Who am I? '!

'They' did all this forgetting,
That 'I' the exalted soul,
Is their guiding star of Inspiration,
And without my existence,
The fundamental question of,
'They' doesn't arise!