Battle For God Poem by SALINI NAIR

Smell of death is so spiteful
In the of chamber uncounted corpses
Silence ministers its frozen kingdom
Where none wishes to visit in its time

Money and creed is futile on the field
No prophet preach from your side
References doesn't matter this time
Power seems stagnant on this stage

A static texture that controls mystic
From the sides of a thread unknown
A hatred land to the universal kingdom
Where the beliefs is united for all time

God won't protect you with his weapons
Golden chariot won't stop for a corpse
Hear the murmur that last for few days
The good deeds that speak for you sometimes

Fall is a necessity for next bloom
Then why a battle for God on room
What happens is just a mystic karma
That follows you all time with its dharma! !

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