To hell with the stories of devils and angels
What ultimately did you get from this human race?
When you were making us,
How hopeful you would have been?
For us, who had betrayed you
But, still you forgave
How great a heart is yours!
Comprising the whole of universe,
You have space for all of us,
But, We humans are bound by pride
Why do you love us so much?
That we can never repay,
Just like the child cannot to its parent.
But You made us your children
How proud we feel of ourselves
When deep inside we know
That you are the only one;
Who brought us to the world
And, would be regretful for the same!
Why didn't you part us as good and bad?
When we can do that with no surprise
We can fight against our own blood
And escape out saying "After all we are humans!"
Why are you so calm and quiet
To see your children go wrong?
I feel such a pity for all of us,
But could never react,
Except wandering like dead souls,
Feeling like buried somewhere alive..
