God Is In Heaven

The world is flying into stars, fast,
very fast,
But we love our land,
And dig deep into it,
To know our Mother ’s religious past.
How did she pray,
And under whose regime;
Did she pray to Ram
Or believed in Rahim!
We kill, we murder,
We slaughter, we dig;
Our religion is a farce,
A struggle between cow and pig!
Trishuls, lathis and slaughtered cows,
The concept of religion lies all swirled,
’Coz God is in heaven and all
Is right with this stinking world! !