Fall in standard, by Jadia4708au Subscribe to rss feed for Jadia4708au

There is nothing to suggest about fall in standard
No one can claim absolutely real disciple of lord
We have stooped far below the prescribed limit
We can read the message loud and clear in it

“Avenge the defeat” we whisper when greet
Love and not the hate is in back seat
The world has to be cow down under feet
The same late message is in air to meet

How fuels and arouses our passion?
Why are we miles away from compassion?
Why streets face scattered bodies to count?
We are speechless and not in position to exert pressure or
mount

No religious places are safe for worshiping
No market place is in safe zone for shopping
Not even passers by can dream of returning home safely
It is biggest threat and growing concern lately

Not that they are not following the peace message
Not that they are unaware of safe passage
We have changed the future course of action
We are least bothered about the public reaction

One way or other we are falling in trap
It is black spot and on humanity a big slap
You can not have your breathing space 
You are trapped in inhuman mad race

The cruel face surfaces in troubled mind
It has no known shape with cruelty to find
It is in shape of dragon tightening its grip
We are slowly swallowed in our sleep

Why to blame environment or religion?
Where has remained true faith or legion?
Who can claim sincerity in admitting sins?
How can we surge ahead for claiming loss or win?

My Lord had tears thousand of years back
He knew it well the humanity will face cracks
Man will kill man for the silly reason of faith
Not the life but it will be difficult to ask for death


There is no use carrying any symbols in hand
It reflects nothing but evil designs and brand
We are perpetuators in the guise of disciples
Where to we go and preach all these principles?

“Come to me and I shall take care” I read lines
“Where is the place to go anywhere” can be read in
sidelines
Can any one suggest where the safe place to worship is?
What are the things we are hell bent upon to miss?

Lord I weep along with you to bear
We nothing else except to shed tears
Nothing will reach them to be heard
I am at pain not for life but always feared
Posted: 2011-02-10 01:39:35 UTC

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