Once There
Came a Man
Once
There Came A Man,
Not in trousers,
or denim suits,
But with a
magic wand around His neck,
From Shrushti
He came as usual,
Yet unusual
in His Form and
dimensions:
Two legs ,two
hands and two eyes,
Ever active,
spiralling on charity ,
Religious ceremony and hegemony
Of Holy Trinity, embodiment of
Creator, preserver and Destroyer.
Yet, Suffice
not
to convince the
Erring and
warring ,egoistic humanity.
Yet universal
and unseen, seeing all.
Advocates charity
of Food
abundant,
Shed not blood. As
Ambassadors are wont,
Bear the brunt of
the growing evils of society.
Sun Beams, and
Son of universal
Mother shine.
There came a Man
on the West too,
Was crucified, blood oozing from his wounds,
Betrayal surrounded
that Man, crucified .
Shed, flowing
blood.
Wound
not healed
so far.
Each Era has got
its own Man,
Miracle Making
Man,
For the sake
of Humanity.
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