Buyer of the Beliefs
I’m wandering on the earth
Paths after paths
No end of the paths there are
Stoppage out of the dictionary of earthly paths
Day enters into the night, night discovers day
Kinematograph feels tired for continuity of time
My wandering with the white cloud
Under the sun of the day and the moon of night,
My wandering with flying heron,
My wandering with nightly darks,
Lonely I’m wandering
Through the shapeless winds, times
Sunlight, moonlit gives birth some thoughts into me
Rainy drops, sober breeze gives birth some thoughts into me
I’m wandering alone through the crowded
Paths after paths the swarming thoughts guide me
Oh I find the earth is the biggest bazaar of beliefs
Many biggest companies there are
The sales envoys are erratic to sell daily their beliefs
The marketing diplomats convey only their beliefs are God said
I wander and find the buyers are blind believers
The blind believers buy whatever they find wherever,
The blind believers carry out their bags of beliefs till the end breath,
The blind believers unite them as their own beliefs,
The blind believers worship the sales envoys and marketing diplomats of own beliefs as God sent,
The blind believers sacrifice themselves for own beliefs,
The blind believers create crusade field of hatred forgetting humanity,
On the other hand
the businessman of the beliefs are happy seeing the bloodshed from the safe palace of religions
Oh! The blind believers buyers don’t know what did they buy
Where human for human, human for sympathy, love, humanity…
There The blind believers buyers buy as beliefs the hate, the cruelty…
-September 29, 2019 Chattogram
Copyright © Mahtab Bangalee | Year Posted 2019
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