Blasphemous you !

Chants and Prayers and ringing bells
What are these rites and rituals ?
I don’t see God in religion,
Not Sikh or Muslim, Christian.

Incense sticks lit up, of sorts,
But, inside, unholy thoughts?
Treading paths of blind belief,
But turning away from a brother’s grief?

Bowing to saints in saffrons and white,
But another’s pain, your delight?
Tell me is this your crazy faith,
that’ll take you straight to God’s gate.

God is in all shades of green,
In dust, in sand, in seen - unseen.
Not in holy books of any kind,
Within you, your truth, you’ll find.

None will come from up above,
It’s you and me and peace and love.
Heaven and hell’s what you create,
so shun away the pain and hate.

Really there are no needs or should,
Just spread the peace and brotherhood.
Come let’s make broken things - whole,
And touch each other’s heart and soul.

-Saakshi sharma