Musing 153 Poem by shuvo chakraborty

Mankind are I'll afford
To submit their fates for care supernatural
Nor to pawn their conscience for devil delight.
Those on uncharitable missions to undermine the rationals
Must have a controlling interest over our blood
To quench the thirst of demi gods in desert.
Rats of misdeeds usually be out in our slumber
For tearing off the common bonds of brotherhood universal
Which consumes much of hours precious for mending
And souls innocent hide beyond the rocks fragile.