ANGRY GODS

Chained at birth,
conditioned to believe
a particular God,
yoked to dogma, branded
by his sign, no
questions to be asked,
few dare to step out,
cross the Rubicon of
faith,venture beyond its
boundaries guarded by
demons of superstition, to
explore ifs and whys
of the God construct!

His ways strange,
inscrutable, a mystery,
they say God is an
unfathomable paradox
beyond comprehension,
those self styled guardians
of faith! Body guards of
their God almighty!
Their legions many!
Believe, conform, never
measure, blindly obey!

Each God has his flag,
religion its colour, but no
life its own; every God
prisoner of his religion,
his body guards, their
weapons drawn at the
slightest provocation
to proclaim his wrath;
stand ever vigilant, let
the others' blood flow
if their women raped, kids
butchered to protect my
faith, no issues, so be it!

Why so much of
violence if all Gods
preach only love, sharing?
Are they impotent, or
is it because they are
lonely, bitter in their
prison cells? Come, let's
free them once and for
all from religions and
set them free inside
ourselves!