It amazes me in this world we dwell
How religion has been two-faced
When she should be convergence of togetherness
Now scatters and shatters all apart
Now manipulated against the simpletons
By a few sinister fellows for self-centred desires
Life indeed is full of phenomenal ambivalence
Creed stands head and shoulder tall but belies life and death,
Love and hate, rich and poor, abundance and lack,
Health and illness, healing and hurting and cure and curse
In whose name and disguise are no mean evils unleashed
Countless havoc daily on the guiltless earth with her dwellers
Masked in religion, the alibi of mischief
Be unmasked in religion and let the hated be loved
Let the erred be forgiven and let the slavish freely create
Let apathy be party and let the sad smile again
Let paint faith her true picture of hope, succour, just
And love as the Porter ordained her from the onset.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
so agree lost in translation religion is