The
order directed men to accept a verdant land
To question
this myth would be a sin, to many you would offend
A
land is flourished by the inhabited beings, indeed
It's animated flesh not soil who fails the entire creed
Irreplaceable
nature apportioned equally, shielded distinct lands for prolong
Some enriched
it with smiles & some, bathed with melancholy songs
Profusion
of lands exist, where one can relish the effulgent side of sphere
Why
only few keep it alive, with modest heart they care
What
glories would be won, failed to fathom this fact
What
could be disentangled by humble words, but like a wall they react
Remember!
No one leaves the land: conduct of fellow Beings they leave
Some abandon
it for ebullience; some take this voyage in grief
If exists
constancy towards the sanctity, then why being antagonistic
What’s
called allegiance in actuality are perfidious actions & tricks
Though
time moves slow, admittedly, truth would be unveiled
For
insolence, who knows, even precious nature may shed this burden for good &
be freed;
Won’t
be dishonourable to look above & beseech them to descend
To
unshackle the minds of soulless flesh; bring this squall to an end
Exists
no quandary which could not be resolved
But it's
the manufactured identities who misuse them like pillars to evolve
What
if subsisted behind the inception of cosmos, a cause
Surely
then time would accord sanative, releasing them from malevolent claws :)
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