What has happened to God?
His vestiges on earth are fading out
Sword of grudges and avarices have wounded God upon his throne
He bestowed us affectionate sympathies to console with
Benignant conscience to defent with
Faihful minds to destroy treasons
Ample wealth to dole out
Love to be poured out
Generous hands to help out
Pure eyes to stare at beauties
But we have slimed all of those celestial blessings in swampy and fetid mires
What has happened to God?
How shall we console ourselves?
How shall we wipe his relics out of our memories?
What feasts of atonement shall be manipulated by men to assuage onerous burden of their own sins?
We have wiped away his traces from earth,
How shall we mourn upon his loss?
We have made out of him a peripheral portfolio
Framed in molds of comedy
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How shall we wipe his relics out of our memories? that is the one question.