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I told GOD...




Ramesh told Lord Ram,
I am a good Hindu
I pray to thee
And abide by your rules.
For a 'Ram Rajya'
I'll do anything they say.
I even burnt that Muslim man,
Who prayed in the mosque in your land.
I promise you my Lord Ram,
I'll even kill a Hindu,
If he even touches the Ram-setu.
I am your true disciple O My Lord...
Tell me I am...

And Lord Ram just looked at him...

Asif told Allah,
O Allah...I bow to thee.
Your holiness sets me free...
May the Prophets be blessed..
And I will spread your word to the rest.
I won't spare a single soul,
Who doubted your holiness, I will maul.
But I didn't like that John,
He killed your men and mocked your reign.
So I killed him, for your glory, I redeem.
I don't like that Hindu and that Jew too,
Coz one is a Kafir and other kills and hold your Prophet's Abode.
Tell me O Allah!
I am your true disciple.

And Allah just looked at him...

Eric went teary eyed to Christ,
Coz yester his father John had died.
He first asked why this had to happen,
And then in anguish he says that it was that Mos-lem.
O Christ, I won't leave those dorks,
Who kill in the name of their God,
I will kill all of them,
O Christ, give me the strength.
Another Crusade I will start,
And flush them out from their mountains, those farts!
Tomorrow, I march with my army,
I promise I won't leave a Mos-lem in sight,
Be it that little girl and mother in penury and plight.

And Christ just looked at him...

Manav then went outside his home,
Accompanied by the bright open skies along.
He saw an old lady crossing the road,
And with no second thoughts, helped her in her trod.
Lady touched his head and blessed him for his deed.
And this fed manav's souls need.
He stood for a while, overwhelmed and said.
I don't really pray and don't know if you are there,
I don't really know you, and I seriously don't care.
All I do is be a human being,
And help people around and be as good as I can be.
I don't care for a religion and I hate to kill,
But I don't really know why everyone does that still..

And suddenly, there was a fine drizzle,
On that bright sunny day,
A rainbow rose and the twittering birds began to play.

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