tooth-less smile

intense mild

age-less wise

welcome all.

Knowledge tree

heavy with fruits

down to earth

in the jungle of boots.

Forbid fear

now and here

life is ours

for the asking.

In the mess of life

wrong ‘n’ right

target is fear

shoot at sight.

Love God, adore him
admire, enjoy ‘n’ explore

His unique craft

perfection of all virtues

master designer

unblemished his art.

His cycles of resources

pre-programmed seeds

the smartest benefactor

forgets the deeds.

Man in intellectual infancy

fails to grasp

one simple fact

about life ‘n’ death.

Birth flags off

journey of life

to do its two bits

work ‘n’ fun

logical conclusion then

of a purposeful life

 death arrives.

Nature bestows

unbound affection

on the fallen actor

mourning silently

absorbs into her bosom

for the sake of posterity.

Without discrimination

without fail

since time immemorial

till farthest future date

these rules of god

perfectly true

night ‘n’ day

chasing each other

or attraction between

male ‘n’ female.

Birth then death

is God’s method

of ensuring perpetual life

new replacing the old.

For proof

imagine the world

without death

first dictator

still in boots

first witch-doctor

purveying untruths

the land ‘n’ the seas

crowded with
undying species.

 Tenderness of god

ruled it out forever

and created a paradise

on earth

and all around

where we live

in small installments.

The whole exercise

of numerous contrasts

for knowledge

and harmony

birth ‘n’ death

making life

casting shadows

dark ‘n’ bright

thorn ‘n’ rose

producing fragrance

for the benefit of every one.

Mankind

blessed with reason

and faster than light

the imagination

broken into two

perfect halves

co-inheritors, she ‘n’ he,

of God’s legacy.

Nature executes

God’s will

fools meddle

the final arbitrator

time heals.

Absolutely confident

of his grand design

the cosmos

and the human mind

God left us

as our own masters.

Man right now

trapped inside

the colors of hide

axes of prayer

dresses he wears

is like a baby

refusing to come out

into the world

outside the mother’s womb.

 
Oh the agony of labor

die or deliver

in the nest

of mother’s breasts

and arms

the child soon transforms

into a toothless grin

rest is history.