It is his presence which is admired, And his absence often wondered
He is often remembered, Just moments after we get into blunder.
Some call him the creator, some call him thunder (zeus)
We pray endlessly so that we obtain his exposure .
How often do we stop & question his presence and wonder,
Who is he whom we call the almighty & one’s maker.
He gave us the will , he gave us the strength
he gave us the ability to question his aspects.
Still we as a race engage in a futile argument,
Over who’s God deserves the best compliment.
This again is a secret recipe to stir things up & use it against the masses,
Using the word terrorist and blaming the people whose families are torn in clashes.
Enough of hate & enough of the differences,
he is not the one who made us all & who are we to divide us all
We are humans, we are flawed
The people in power use us to get the opposition outlawed.
So it is time to question our own belief rather than turning a blind-eye,
Try to amend the already flawed world & help each other before there is a massive outcry.
“There is nothing behind the curtains of religions, people put there whatever their imaginations can fathom”
~ Bangambiki Habyarimana