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He was every person's Creator
For every bird gruesomely killed; he had the power to
create infinite more fledglings,
For every river dried miserably to a trickle; he had
the power to create infinite oceans,
For every tree brutally chopped to the ground; he had
the power to create infinite forests,
For every eye inadvertently blinded; he had the power
to create infinite with sight,
For every satanic night taking a complete stranglehold
on light; he had the power to create infinite
brilliant days,
For every tongue which was disdainfully dumb; he had
the power to create infinite mouths which could speak
and shout,
For every iota of currency furtively stolen; he had
the power to create infinite banks looming high and
handsome till the heavens,
For every couple who was childless and rendered
cruelly unable to procreate; he had the power to
create infinite more households bustling with a
battalion of toddlers,
For every brain that was wholesomely exhausted; he
had the power to create infinite intelligent minds,
For every child disastrously orphaned on the streets;
he had the power to create infinite families complete
in all respects,
For every blade of grass mercilessly trampled; he had
the power to create infinite meadows of lush green
crop,
For every skeleton lying disdainfully buried under the
coffin; he had the power to create infinite bodies;
dancing about in robust health and thunderous fervor,
For every scalp that was balder than the egg; he had
the power to create infinite strands of shimmering
hair,
For every life lost unwittingly during the tumultuous
earthquake; he had the power to create infinite more
souls as Kings,
For every slave bound wretchedly to gleaming chains;
he had the power to create infinite crusaders to break
open the shackles,
For every throat that was dangerously thirsty; he had
the power to create infinite mouths slavering with
excess water,
For every watch that had abruptly relinquished to
function; he had the power to create infinite clocks
ticking at electric speeds,
For every Albino engulfed entirely with a coat of
appalling pink skin; he had the power to create
infinite beauties with the most charismatic of flesh,
For every house that had been diabolically pulverized
to raw dust during war; he had the power to create
infinite palaces; blended profusely with glittering
gold and silver,
For every demon wandering at will on this earth; he
had the power to create infinite angels to valiantly
defend the world,
For every heart pathetically broken; he had the power
to create and bind infinite having just taken birth,
His power to create was simply unprecedented; his
process of evolution was simply boundless and beyond
the most unimaginable degree of comprehension; and
that is why he was not only mine; BUT EVERY PERSON'S
ALMIGHTY CREATOR
(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.
poem
by
Nikhil Parekh
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