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Ode to The Deaf

Listen! You non-existing GOD,
I have broken the slumber prison
I don’t care about your blessings and your curse
I am the maker of evens and odds.

Neither Satan nor Iblis,
I am a man, hungry on the posh streets,
Ready to challenge your magical tricks
With the blades of logical bricks
You hid the sun from clutches of mine,
You hid the rice and offered me raw flesh,
You dried the water I wanted to drink.
You kicked me out and called me swine.

Listen! You non-existing GOD,
I’ve been sharing the food from thieves and burglars,
Drinking the holy water of gutter,
Gathered the dare from the road-side prostitutes
To slain the darkness of ignorance,
And I created my own SUN.

Keeping those moons and stars for you to pray,
I have got a pen to kill and eat my prey.

As I have created my own sun. 

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