Sunday, August 22, 2010


My face of truth and its vibrations
are in the hands of Almighty
and I know that is the only safe
locker I can place my heartbeats
May be your one sided ink spots
from my birthplace differ
and that prejudice when speaks
of Jesus Christ I surprise
as that God of Christ never
haunted a human or stung
in ink marks but healed
and If they parade a Christ
for selfish ink marks
it is not my concern
as I trade not my conscience
for a piece of paper of fame
that is known to my Lord
and in that sanctum
my lord understands
for what I fought for
and he holds my truth
like a lotus flower
like a lamp reflects light
and on the prejudice of ink marks
that light reflect not

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