A Big Question
bears progeny carrying blood
colour red, only red
without any religion and caste to tow
A life takes shape,
living becomes mandatory
measuring up not to the reality
water starts flowing down the veins
filth fills the brain
actions contrary to religious beliefs
take center stage
inhuman behaviour with hatred
shatter the peace
bloodsuckers having a ball,
"should there be religions at all? "
A question raised by sufferings.
Oh! Why a Gandhi, King, Mandela
too take birth in this world insane
facing ups-downs and challenges
living through neither hell nor heaven
proving time and again
‘live and let live'
motto, what the God ordained.
Why are they far and few between?
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All rights reserved/Tribhawan Kaul
Note from the poet:-
Savage fights in Seria/Iraq/Ukraine and global terrorism prompted me to write this poem.