To speak of the Divine

To speak about the divine
Is like holding eternity
Infused with mortality

In words made intelligible
By poking mystery
In Distilling the vastness of the sea

Reasonings and arguments
that render philosophical
Where only the cynical
Speaks a language
Conjuring whimsical

Dismantling bombs
From disintegrating
Exploding bodies into
Small tiny pieces

What kind of divine
Makes contact with violence
As if the gods crave
The taste of blood?

May so our souls rest
If we should accept wrath
When so called prophets speak
As though their voices
Were laced with
nectar from heavenly peaks

Of this we should shudder and make
Faith some form of alternative
If the sages teach
Hate as their central creed.

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