No GOD form or formless,
Uniform & Unpleasant;
No thoughtful Religion,
A Sterotype & Monologue;
No Language Derivative,
A Grammer less Deteriorate;
No River Water,
Unholy for Ablution;
No Subject purposeless,
To deny Knowledge Bliss;
No Saint's Shrine,
Un-Sacred for a Prayer;
No Soil Infertile,
To un-yield a Crop;
No Land Un-Inhabitable,
To devoid a Civilization;
No Life Unworthy,
To be treated Inferior!
Truth of dual Negates,
A Bitter Harsh Truth!
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