Stood I before a house made for a God
A temple ? Church ? Mosque ? - I dont remember
Decades later I tried to revel,delve,discover
The roots of belief,the fruits of faith
I knelt at His altar - crossed myself
Thought of the Man whom we killed on the Cross
Whatever name we gave Him, He accepted with dignity & grace
For those ill deeds of men maybe todays man has to doom face
Cut them to pieces !! Feed their dead flesh to the dogs !!
My jehad is on them -- Church a bunch of logs
Bitterness,hatred , greed,pride reigns today supreme
Yet my faith in man still makes me dream
When dumb animals are killed for food my brain begins to scream
How do humans offer God's creations to God ??
Does God really like the killings ? In agreement does He nod?
Remorse they have none,guilt they have not
The killed the goat yesterday & today they forgot !!
Such is the strength of belief ! Such is unadulterated faith
My jehad isn't against any person-my revolt is against criminal faith
Let us visit the places of worship be it of any religion
Let's find out why Lord Buddha was a man of our region
The unmoved mighty,massive Shiva made of rock
Why to people queue at the gates ? Why do they knock ?
The Juggernaut sans limbs stands majestic and free
He has no legs or hands,cartwheel eyes the Hindu God
Magnetic charrm !! Devotees throng to him the 2014 mod
The grime on our souls -- the dust on our selves
We dont ever really pray to God only decorate our shelves
Let's do our daily work with happiness and grace
Don't hurt any feelings pray once to your Maker
God will never ever strike with His massive mace
Day after day we'll evolve to perfection never face disgrace
©Bishwanath Mukherjee
I like your work
this poem I wrote some time ago sums up my feelings about religions http://www.postpoems.org/authors/9inety/poem/894317
"One of the best results of life, is the torment of love"
Dylan Eliot