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Hola, God forgive me
Because I don’t believe in thee
Your existence is in doubt, you see
Nothing about you is proven scientifically.
An illusion in the mind
A support for the blind
A dirty creation of mankind
To suppress other and mind.
Strike me down for blasphemy
Put a fatwa on me
Slice me up perfectly
I am a cur, I am unholy.
I don’t conform to your views
Surely I am bad news
Just don’t get your cues
No effort to reform or pay my dues.
Why pay heed to my right
To not think alike
How dare I insult?
How dare I mock?
Swimming against time’s tide
I came to the end of my ride
No chances to again rise
From the hands of fate, my destiny prise.
No pain, tension or fantasy
Nothing to do, nothing to see
Pitch darkness all around me
Imprisoning me eternally.
Is this the heaven or is this the hell?
Surely is hard to tell
No need to ring any alarm bell
But infinite boredom as well.
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The poem is written by 
Amlan Shankar De.
