I Will Not Repent! Poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi

my countless sins are man made,
not self made with all shades,
printed with dark colors of codes,
I will not repent in this birth.

waving the swords of holy verses,
millions have lost their peace,
evacuated millions on the pilgrimage,
to find the meaning for the doctrines,

many have failed to have comfortable sleep,
calling the names of the holy ones.
while awake and alive during dreadful sinning,
of gossiping and plucking the heads of foes,

the kids are called as orphans, unattended,
the crying baby's rights of having teats,
replaced with rubber nozzles and stamps,
the raping policeman in the clog of justice,

the rain, thunder and snow are confused,
mixed and match to show their despair,
the unforgivable sins of man can't be washed,
with any crucified blood or the merciful formless,

O Mankind, sin as you like to get your vessels clogged,
sin as you like to get your credit cards invalid,
your clean home be decorated with worries of all sorts,
but don't cry in silence to hold a warm hand.


I will not repent in this birth,
as my sins are countless to count.