wildflowers in bed of rocks poem 5

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Why is it a fashion of world
I sometimes really wonder
People with darkest souls
Chant God’s name vehemently.

People who try to say
They are God’s messenger
Turn out to be evil
Or devil’s messenger.

Seeing this trend for years
I became wary on instinct
Of people who pretend
As if they are saints.

Or those who say or ask
About possessions of saintly virtues
For they always fail in test
Whenever the slightest one reaches them.

7.08.09, Garia, Kolkata

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