Written by: Sumit Majumdar

You, yet unborn, to a faith you belong
For the seed has a religion
And its temple is the womb

In death again, to a faith you return
Your lifeless body buried by your creed or burned
For death rites follow prescribed religion

But in life, you have a choice
Living life, guided by that inner voice
Of the god within: your conscience, guardian of terrestrial laws