Mankind or amoeba?

These things we do
The reasons for branching like flu
a knot here , a group there
A friend we once knew
A face from which we always flew

Starting from this bunch
running in-between lines ,
this one's nice i have a hunch
oh! that one pines

Splintering, shattering, opening, closing
no better than red elephants posing
mankind or amoeba?
Faithful, loyal, honour bound
Oh thats all round!!

solitary, popularity, ways of a species
ways of a group, ways of an individual
where does one belong?
In the abyss of the divisible?
Or on a mountain of sole hermitage?

Dilemma of life, we row
hope and faith, go with the flow?
or stand firm as the utilitarian man?
forever worshiping Jeremy Bentham


Hey!! for those who did not get this...i'm just taking about how allegiances are always changing! how one day one finds themselves the inner circle of this group and two weeks later you are with some one else..sometimes you find those few people you know you'd always be with. But sometimes you just want to exist as a solitary being. The social moods of man...thats what i was harping about...abstract?? maybe i don't know. I'm just expressing myself.