When inside God dies, we bury into our heart’
We gather more hope and put on life’s cart
Dreamt for bright future, we, beastly brave,
Unknowingly cart rolls in an unseen grave.
Those bleeding for peace and truth and guides
Keepeth heaven’s heart and there God resides
What we call; ’God shadow on earth’ to face
The cruelty, suffers with smile, ‘a blessed grace’.
Once inside God died, golden-grave- god rides
On vice and starts to kill the virtue; God in man,
Their unseen desire river flow beneath their feet,
And face above, hid in dark cloud for tear rain.
Many killed and tortured, Angels always falsified
We all know as a proof, why Jesus was crucified