Animals With No Real Animality

They scream and run; chase by them,

they cry and plead but in vain,

their swords of hatred cut them into pieces,

their blood spilled over their faces and souls

and they become the messiah of faith.

Ah! faith, that kills, destroy and ruins,

make animals of no real animality,

for they killed without a cause;

faith that blinds the knowledge;

and binds the soul, 

the soul of holy spirit, of heavenly father.

Lo! they hail them; hail their brutality,

rejoice the killings; cherish the blind faith,

for they are timid, need blood to be alive;

to sustain their insanity and ruthless cruelty, 

Now they seem to be the pseudo-gods;

creating slaves ravaging 'humanity'

It seems so fickle and fragile, just an ideology.

© By Akshara Saikia