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Dancing to the tune of iniquity,
Deviously artless in their silent retreat,
Elusively lashing out unjustly,
Pelting out timorous creeds;
A casualty in their vapid beliefs,
Brought upon by diligent lunacy,
Primed in erroneous ideologies.
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Imagination 14-01-07
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Chromosomes of creeds having been replete with
Seeds of retardation in turn breed more and
More mongoloids of ethnic obsessions, hence
Engineers of genetics may ponder over removal
Of pathogenic germs and the defective sperms
From the colloid of contemporaneity.
And after that an era of equanimity would dawn
Where science would have been made to dominate
Politics, eugenics meant to succeed restricted
Homogeneous breed, color hatred and racial
Discrimination dismissed as obsolete relics of
Primitive past, polygamy officially replacing
Monogamy, world government superseding
Neurotic nation states and the whole world
Becoming a family in this would be world
Nuclear arsenals will become irrelevant
are artful,
fluffy,
homemade treats
that tantalize when I am hungry--
and always leave me ravenous
for truth.
~
For our wears & worship they sentence us to doom
Blasphemy they find in us - for our call to peace.
The dawn we have, they'll never see - for their red nights calls them.
From the amount of habiliments we wear - & the temple we blanket
Our eternity isn't surly - it doesn't garb itself in chador - it's civilized - plumpy - skinny & thick.
The earth is taking tears from our eyes - above us is a hope sharing smile with us.
Enraged they're by our passion to diffuse the oneness we snore.
We dissolve what is given to us - & grow up with what has been connected to our fathers palms.
We've no fear of separation - today we're - here we're - you will never meet up with the love we share.
We didn't want a battle with other creeds - we've no right to do so - but we grow green eyes to the snail & its shell - the tongue & mouth - the thumb & other fingers - the palm that won't let the skin suffer sting - it will scratch & dab.
We grow anger on our tongue - some times we pray - some times we villify against hatred & greed - discrimination - since we share the same tomb size - heart size & blood beauty
Discrimination means divorce
Distancing doesn't change anything - doesn't change us - as long as our minds doesn’t change for love.
We're not taken aback when we mention sadness & it's not ending
When we leave patience as our Oblivion
We read the day in sorrow - & the night in pain - hatred snatch us away from ourselves.
We're not dried out of the horizon of beauty - we're rich in love - every goblet lust for our wine, we war the right battle - battle for the freedom of those who suffer Injustice.
We she'd loyal cry - spill honorable blood - spectrum persuade us - remembrance suffice us.
If you can't protect the love we crave for
Do not not intercede with the egg in our hands
It's of peace - pleasure - love & unity
& the mercy of God remain - wait for us.
Creeds
support
the belief
to do the best
in this life to enjoy equal peace
belive
-Sunday, June 30, 2019 Chattogram