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The Tricky Duality of Having A Religion

Religion

Cause of designated behavior to devote

to believe

and to worship


For a certain uncertain being

Full of so-called inhuman abilities


One may ask,

Is it a freedom to choose?

Or frankly speaking,

Is it an obligation to choose?


Religion

Full of so-called blessings

From a certain uncertain being

Designated to us, lowly creature


Then, I asked


Does it grant a sense of liberty?

Or barrier


Maybe, having a rope to hang on to?

Or a rope to be hanged on


Ah! A necklace of symbolism?

Or dog’s choker


Open your eyes and look at the news, sleepy heads.

People suffered in cells for their beliefs

Buildings got demolished for being a part of minorities


So-called sacred books got burnt for being sacred

Even to the extent where countries throw each other missiles


Really, religion gives their believers hope and tranquility

But say, what becomes of the others?

“Oh sweetie, you have chosen the wrong side, haven’t you?”

“And darling, shan’t you perish for our greater good?”


Lord, is this religion?

The so-called full of blessings

From a certain uncertain being

With inhuman abilities

For us,

Pathetic dogs who devote to a master

Choked with the word, religion


Oh, pitiful,

Pitiful little world

Full of diversity


If human won’t wake up and tolerate heterogeneity,

Shan’t by now, children would start to question,

“Oh mother, should we really choose sides?”

“And father, why do I feel threatened after praying?”

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