Poetry is rhythmic flow of intense feelings and thoughts

We are Just a Link

Written By: Mohanchand
 People of one faith create their own God
And kill those who cannot obey or nod
People climb the  hills to seek His grace
Who cannot stop the downslides they face

For Him they crib, cry, die cursing the fate
In agony make Him great and immaculate
The obsessed minds never bloom to think
In the dreary winds they droop and shrink

While He runs like a thread through them
In spirit and matter born from the ylem
He remains immune to pain or pleasure
In thinking minds he is beyond measure.

We are just a link in the chain of evolution
From cosmic eruption to crazy exaltation
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