Poor He!
The God is deaf and dumb!
or else he could have spurted out
poisonous words at the faces
of those whose lips are soaked
with the blood of the brethren!
Kneeling down before him,
they murmur prayers…
the prayers having ill-odour
of the corpses they have left
behind before visiting place of worship…
But! Oh! He is deaf and dumb…
He neither speaks out
nor hears their inner words
whirling around in their hearts…
Like the night frozen with the
tears of stars, without are waiting
several Gods with begging bowls…
they are mortal Gods with
flesh and blood rotten…
Lining up are they, denied
access to the Almighty’s altar…
The saliva the society has
coughed out…they are…
Yet the God is deaf and dumb…

One day, by body language,
He asks for a better place to sleep in!
At least, a coffin…
for the human hearts he once dwelled in
have become so much infested with
mosquitoes…
the mosquitoes of caste, creed and what not!