Why should you?

Your food is other beings;
God is helpless.
Your offerings are His beings
God is without want.
You get what others lose;
God is without merit.
A child by mother anyhow is fed;
God is without anger.
Everything is an illusion;
God is of no exception.
He won’t mind if you don’t pray.
03.08.2004

poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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