I Am Dead

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I am worried and have commotion Why people die with starvation? Missionaries, all preach They preach what is a faith Decorate and erect to worship Mosque, Church, Temple and many… Donate for fame that turn to fire These are the dogma of faith, Faith not by dress but by grace. Faith not a cream to put on the face. True faith is the charity unto human kind All books say, but we say nay, Turned aside. Making hell to this earth Desire for paradise is a fake desire Blinded we are with our vision I hope and assume, it need revision How to be in a society And what a Book is for ‘Tween earth and heaven there is void, Wide... No religion can flourish on death bed No law can bind the people to abide. What faith if belly is dry What faith if ignored the cry Death by starvation is ignorance. ‘Tis duty of neighbour, The nation and nations If someone dies with starvation, I am dead... I am worried and have commotion Why people die with starvation?

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