Beyond the crest
Of the peaceful land of ours,
Of love, compassion and humanity
Stares at us cruelly an untrusted masquerading face
With long red greening teeth, hands blood smeared
In their favourite back-stabbing game waged on since long
Unseen and unhidden from us, but exposed to global eyes.
The so called dogma
Of the people beyond, gone astray
Mentally blinded by the lights of religions
Dogs down good hearts sprang out for humanity
With jaws of fanaticism, inhuman resorting to fratricide
In barbarian exercises of their perennial superstitious beliefs
Where religion lies, humanity dies, God flees, and society cries.