Sop of a Songbird

SOP OF A SONGBIRD At the labyrinth of life Fear of its complex nature griped our heart Like a stranger at a tripartite junction. Worries came afterward , humping us high and dry with impossible mission Life became humdrum in a fixed gyration And like a gyro, our earth revolves Sonorously , we are made to sing : the songs of the slaves How can a fire burn without fuel and hands functions without bones Then you can tell, how the life can function without divine faith Now! Let the ear that hears hear the songs of a humming birds A song of hope , the tune of faith The faith that fires fear A true reflection of hope, treasures of our rich universe And the saviour of mankind From the chagrined and chary of life