Over Faith

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Why to fight for reasons over faith? When it is certain and sure for death No one taught me to be impatient At least with sick mind to be patient No where I read to be orthodox With belief or otherwise to be in box Where four walls are strongly built And shed blood with feeling guilt What a peace I get when pray? Closely I feel and mentally stay As permanently aligned with invisible force That has remained as inspirational source Nothing appears when I look at the open sky I recollect about divine forces and try To think of oneness with soul so pure To make resolve in mind for bright future Have we not witnessed enough of bloodshed? Where has it taken us for granted or led? I had been blinded or simply dead With some narrow thinking material to read I know that no one may shed any tears All that I have personally to bear I have only one world to remember “Oh god, lead me kindly with light to enter I enter with no wordy duals As divine forces are equal With nothing to hide and everything to give “Let people spend time peacefully and forgive No religion may help or come out To spread hatred or talk about Let us build and environment friendly Atmosphere to live with cautiously

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