Hello Readers,
Firstly, this is not written to offend anyone's belief or feelings. Its intended to express my feelings about certain things happening around me.
I would be grateful to you if you read the same in that perspective.
Thank you.
Way We Live
It’s a hypocritical world we live in,
They are wolves in sheep's clothing.
While it’s on our shoulders are their guns firing,
Crushing our dreams are theirs springing.
While the systems we live in, breed thieves.
Don’t blame them, as cactus seldom blooms olives.
As we look up to His authority with confidence,
What’s eating the crop is the fence.
We can choose to be one like them,
And feed them their own medicine.
There is nothing better waiting for us,
An eye for an eye and tooth for a tooth.
We no longer look like one of god's creations,
All we have ever brought to Him is destruction.
You harm a tree, it doesn’t harm you,
If you hit me, I will kill you.
No matter in which filth it grows,
No matter what sins you feed,
It’s always the green leaves that grow,
Gives us life whatever may be our deed.
God left this place long ago,
Maybe we killed him and we haven’t even known.
We still slit, His child, an animal's throat,
Spice it up and savor our throat.
We are the children of the devil, and
In our negative actions the devil stays.
All that remains of our God are locked in our hearts,
Hardly in the statues and frames we blankly gaze.
To free us from our sin don’t look up,
There is no one there.
In our noble deeds, our God resides,
Not in the string of words we pray.
Convincing voices have been silenced,
Pleading requests have been denied.
Come let’s see how much of change and noise,
Few black works on a silent white paper can make.
Firstly, this is not written to offend anyone's belief or feelings. Its intended to express my feelings about certain things happening around me.
I would be grateful to you if you read the same in that perspective.
Thank you.
Way We Live
It’s a hypocritical world we live in,
They are wolves in sheep's clothing.
While it’s on our shoulders are their guns firing,
Crushing our dreams are theirs springing.
While the systems we live in, breed thieves.
Don’t blame them, as cactus seldom blooms olives.
As we look up to His authority with confidence,
What’s eating the crop is the fence.
We can choose to be one like them,
And feed them their own medicine.
There is nothing better waiting for us,
An eye for an eye and tooth for a tooth.
We no longer look like one of god's creations,
All we have ever brought to Him is destruction.
You harm a tree, it doesn’t harm you,
If you hit me, I will kill you.
No matter in which filth it grows,
No matter what sins you feed,
It’s always the green leaves that grow,
Gives us life whatever may be our deed.
God left this place long ago,
Maybe we killed him and we haven’t even known.
We still slit, His child, an animal's throat,
Spice it up and savor our throat.
We are the children of the devil, and
In our negative actions the devil stays.
All that remains of our God are locked in our hearts,
Hardly in the statues and frames we blankly gaze.
To free us from our sin don’t look up,
There is no one there.
In our noble deeds, our God resides,
Not in the string of words we pray.
Convincing voices have been silenced,
Pleading requests have been denied.
Come let’s see how much of change and noise,
Few black works on a silent white paper can make.
2 comments:
oye tu mere blog par comment karta hai, jo main karoon??? :P
seems interesting.
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