Religion Traders - Poem by Amitava Sur
I don't understand nor realize
What religion we do believe or preach?
And what we follow, learn and speak about religion?
Why we all fight and quarrel in the name of religion?
Who are those roaming around -
Carrying daggers and swords in hand
They are frightening and torturing people
Shielding them under the banner of their religion! !
Raising their voice with the plea of religion
They instigate, instill hatred and kill the humans
So cruelly and dastardly they act -
That a demon also is afraid and shaken! !
They commit horrific murders,
Then justify them in the name of religion
And finally, they boast so madly by saying -
'We upkeep the religion'! !
Perverts are dancing with joy,
Raising their voice, knowing nothing in fact
Playing with innocent’s blood and life
With their dastard whims and might.
Lip singing and shouting around - about their religion,
They roam around with their bloody hands
With daggers and swords in hand!
WOW‘ what a great ‘RELIGION TRADERS’ they are on earth! !
Or else a bunch of TRAITORS around us! !
Amitava (26.2.2015) 7-30 pm
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