The world is ready with stones. Who cares the other fingers when he/she points at others’ faults?

A man sees the fate of society.

What is the real frustration of the prophet, being repetedly crucified?

The guy with the strange ideals

In spite of so many religions and politics, why are there war, famine, riot, terrorism and superstitions still ruling the world?

Why these earthquakes and cyclones are more frequent in these days? Is there no reason behind it? This poem is to wake up mankind.

For the ignorant people who don’t care for their countries history and take things for granted. They don’t acknowledge and appreciate the sacrifices made for their freedom and luxurious living. They think they’re the centre of attention and when they die people will mourn like no other when really they’re the nobody and the treasured hearts of the nation will live forever.

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The order in our lives are shaped by many forces – naturally and heavenly, that give us meaning.

As a lamp unto this world a prophet gathers a flock through his omniscience and clarity of thought.