Sapiens Blunder

God created a beautiful cataclysm,

Gave a cherishing day

And never thought of syllogism.

That cataclysm was human,

Worked so hard

Except for a few men.

This world has all been blunt,

Without the presence of lord

Everything's been irrelevant.

Don't forget we are acquaintance,

This kingdom belongs to god

That everything will be over in an instance.

Sapiens are becoming such a big brash,

That Viva is now long lasting crash.

Lord never made us swindlers,

Crimes are getting so common,

That he had to appoint responsible handlers.

We were meant to be happy,

And give some suave,

We should abstain ourselves from thwack of wave.

By the anger of god,

Even the evil is scared.

No end of being slaughtered ,

And none is bared.

Don't dare you test my lord,

Don't blaspheme him,

Or else,

Every yoke will face his sword.

Every wrangle is not settled in court,

Once you die,

The case reaches his port.

Now god is the arbitrator,

Blowing some zephyr

Decides heaven or hell,

As he is the creator.

All deed you've done,

The result is also decided by you,

But why blame him, if

Not satisfied with few.

God always listens the prayers,

Still you complain.

I know every prayer is not answered,

But by saying ugly

Don't destroy what is sacred.

You talk,he listens.

You abuse, he bares.

You react, he is the sufferer.

But one act of god,

And everyone will be the bearer.

Once he is filled,

God will ever cannonade.

Nothing will remain,

Because he will bombard.