Wednesday, March 2, 2016

Belief and disbelief

Disbelievers are not heretics, they are questioners

Beliefs as answers cannot quench their thirst

Both believers and disbelievers are seekers, of flavors

They may not agree, living on the same plate

Their fights have stood the test of time, the baton passed

From one to another, their food is hardly shared

Yet they grow on the same sun baked soil

Their bodies clamor togetherness like the herds in the wild

Minds have long parted ways, there is little time to journey back

To the time of dawn, when thoughts were as soft as dew

When life was an experience, missed by both believers and disbelievers

Lost in an endless struggle, they fail to see the way, even a child can see