english poetry

let all my creation perish

If I don't get hurt in your sufferings

If in human atrocities

And genocide I don't get stirred up

Then let all my creation perish here.

If through the touch of your heart's fire

And creation                                            

Rain does not fall

From my poetry

Then let all my creation perish here.

lf I fail to laugh

If the light of the night

Doesn't wake up from me within

And I fail to draw pictures

Mixing with serenity of dawn

Then let all my creation perish here

If  I fail t0 bow down before the feet of the green

if my lips do not tremble seeing the smiles of a naive

if while breaking myself

Words stay suppressed in incensement

Then let all my creation perish here.

is God there?

Does God or the Almighty exist? No. Stay unworried

Carry on with your evil works.

Yes but

(God is present in custom, justice, destructive notion, weakness, guilty

Feeling

You have trampled people piercing history

Again, you say God is Present?

You all have turned women into harlots,

'Taught men to call by hypocritical names

He is red, he is black, he is white....

'Today men have turned into ingredients’ of cadre and voting machine'

Will you say again God is Present?

You all have turned human values into merchandise in your final

Judgment

Poured men's blood into the light of big cities and palaces

Still today people are being crucified in deep suffering, looted and

repressed Still now will you say God is present?

life today 

Even today life, biogenetics means

Marketing of juice

Packed in an of envelope love.

Here  democracy ,independence means

Oratory of vote demon

Electing the greatest poison

Here sky rneans boundary of land

trembling of a flag.

Here peace and equality

means Procreation of advertised power.