God's retreat is regrettably invisible, as God.
The many in man, cannot draw any of godliness.
The worst treachery of mankind is framing God
Into a fragmenting fantasy, and a divisive trench.
Today God does not appear in worship spots,
Though we all visit them, in a fit of hallucination.
Contamination of the conscience, is an act of contempt
Thrown at God,with the least compunction of hurting.
When healing quarters are bombed and blown off,
Guess, God's hands shaking, and taking a break.
Creativity celebrates violence of varied kinds,
To endow destructive temper, with new killer teeth.
Even game shows are gateways to blood bath.
Politics is a pool of lies, for fools to quench their thirst.
Religion's rapid theories are rabid rich, for a ruse.
New sermons are served, for a silly sinister world.
The long rope given by God has almost reached its edge.
We have abused God's liberty by creating a crude wedge.
From his retreat spot, God is looking through his telescope,
To see if there is at least a rock bottom redemption, in scope.
P. Chandrasekaran.
"""மனிதனுக்குள் இருக்கும் பன்முகத்தன்மையால், தெய்வீகத்தின் எந்தப் பகுதியையும் ஈர்க்க முடியாது...." நிதர்சனமான உண்மை
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