Doubtful Religion

Men who underwent a religion cast doubt,
When they force smiles and laughter they ride
Into a state of relaxation.
They doubt that the secular person is fed
By the spoons of luxury,
By those in charge of customs and traditions.
They boil into steam,
Vanishing from the face of the Earth
For this world and after it.
May God’s cloak be lifted and His face
Get seen, singing sweetly like a century.

poem by Naveed Akram
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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