I Do Not Like Gods Poem by Ershad Mazumder

I do not like Gods
Saints are intolerable to me
I want words
And the body of words
That is the only truth for me.

I do not believe in fate
A game for one
And blindness for others.

I rejest dreams
A jar of water
is a flowing river.

I announce these words
like a barking dogs
I am not a merchant of knowledge.

I am alive
I have not touched any miracle
I am ready to die without glory.

I order lord buddha to die in laughter
And moses in red sea
Christ will be here ignoring
false cross.