It was their destiny
That was decided by almighty
World was to suffer of its own
The fate was already known
The worst was to follow
It was not to be smooth flow
Men were to be enemy of men
All were destined to act as human
Blood was to flow as freely as possible
On the name of holy cross along with hard struggle
The sons of soils were to be sent to defend
Future land was to be made safe and guarded as holy land
The course takes place on planned strategy
No one needs care or mercy
They have gone blindfold
Nothing is to be professed special or told
Nothing is understood
As per spirit for neighborhood
Forget about brethren living far and around
The place for safety is yet to be found
How can you preach and profess?
When hostility and treachery is seen on face?
Where same blood flows in street
Where from you will bring the spirit to greet?
No, all routes are tried
But people have always lied
The religion has become fake instrument
The preachers have turned cause for resentment
Stand for one and feel blessed
Principles not on wrong basis formed
I am with the poor who has tears
Waits for me to see and bears
Wonderful Dhirendra Kumar Panda56 minutes ago Nicely composed and expressed, love this poem Comment +2 Lovely poem
Vivek Ratan1 hour ago I am with the poor who has tears Waits for me to see and bears are splendid lines. Comment +2 Good Job!
It was their destiny That was decided by almighty
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