First posted on http://www.fleetingmuse.wordpress.com on May 15,2018
Rose is a rose
By any other name
Creator, not sanctioned by
One’s own faith
Why is not the same
Losing our faith
We stopped seeking
Finding solace in miracles
Allowing us to be fooled
By afterlife’s dreams
Lured by promise
Of redeeming our souls
Of a heaven unseen
We sold ourselves
Committing the original sin
Peddlers of faith
Conquered and plundered
In the name of the creator
Rained unspeakable destruction
Offer us salvation
Where did we go wrong
We all of different faith
Enjoy the same creation
But with daggers drawn
Defend our creator’s name
Manipulated by the unscrupulous
Mortgaging our brains
We dance, celebrating division
In our creator’s name
Who says creator not the same
©Pranab Sarma, 2018
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