Programmed Beings

This is the land of learned fools

In the name of belief, superstition rules

Lords were slay, Gods were the same

Spread servitude, although got fame

They adore subjection with utmost exploitation

Although they are considered great and built this nation

Pity on even the creative helpless minds

Whether you are humans and its kinds

One should believe in with logical sense

But I found programmed beings and non-sense