Sonnet - Guard

As I step out I see worship places as a lighthouse, At every nook and corner and on the turning, Worshippers standing patiently to step and browse, What drives them to these doorsteps running? When lust, greed and crimes are still temptations, They are afraid to leave them and keep burning, Are they not scared of the consequences? The crossroads of this life will keep turning. Do they think what they pay at these places not a bribe? They shall get away doing what they think is right, Are they not wasting their time, money as they proscribe, Almighty will not spare anyone except those upright. Make not fun nor ruin your life Value your commitments and think of afterlife.