I do believe and realize now,
After years of life lived,
And left behind me,
After years of good and bad times,
Gone behind me,
That nobody came to rescue me,
From the mishaps of my life,
Due to my own blunders,
But, my owns uplifted me from,
The dungeons that I had slipped in,
To the present state of my awareness,
And all the 'gods' who were, Imprisoned in the places of worship,
All over the world,
Had not even found a single moment, To break the shackles of the alters,
On which they were installed and, Fastened, and could not run,
To save me,
May be to them being continually,
Praised and worshipped in the,
Status quo was more alluring;
The staunch belivers would say:
I had not prayed to them in the times,
Of my good days,
Or that they had directed my owns,
To rescue me;
All these might sound nice,
But, these are just their/our lazy thoughts and propositions.
(A stire by JIRARA).
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