By Rathod Hetalba Vijayrajsinh (Janakba)
One day,
The Almighty envisioned
The shadow of ‘Tolerance’
and manifested the vision;
As he had a thought
With the pure sight,
Merciful soul,
With the pleasant insight;
The he begun,
The miraculous creation;
As he gifted it with virtuous core,
By bounded it with chain of just
And named it a ‘Human’;
After the promise,
‘He’ stepped into the world,
Without the name Ram or Rahim,
Not even carried any caste or creed;
But, as ‘He’ entered, he got blindness,
As it was the world of religion,
Which was burning in the war of harshness,
And was filled with the exodus of refugee;
Where stones were preserved,
Knief was superior,
And colour separated the earth in two shades,
One was green and another saffron;
Seeking salvation of lives ?
But there was no place to hide !
As it was the world of religion,
As it was the world of religion.
By Rathod Hetalba Vijayrajsinh (Janakba)
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