Building torture is uncertain future
Deep in minds and hearts and on life's ramparts
Making fear to nurture in culture
Breaking beliefs apart making hope depart
Letting the believers, down as grievers
Leaving no recourse in vast universe
Depriving achievers with no levers
Making things worse with a blanket of curse
For most of the people causing ripple
In life’s calm ocean stirring emotion
Limited by scruple ogling at steeple
But for the chosen bright is horizon
As they find their way to live everyday
Never going astray as they work and pray
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