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Meeting of the Minds JournalT. Ashok Chakravarthy

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A Source for Refuge

Fleeting time, fleeting time Sets its tune with its fleeing rhyme Time and tide, yes, wait for none Promised, they keep their eternal run. A moment passed can never return Another impending moment wait its turn Promised, day and night occur and recur Never looking back in their fleeing stupor. With promises to keep, born as mortals We have to abide by them till the final ritual Being guests in the Lord's unbound shelter Let us not be slaves to the external glitters. Having ravaged our own nests with passions Past has taught us many far-sighted lessons With grudge and deceit, many of us got ruined With short-lived selfishness, ignominy was gained. We are duty bound to co-exist in peace We are duty bound to protect the values of peace But we have no regard to either of them Vying always to fight for supremacy and fame. Trust has been lost, became a dream dear Poor became poorer, rich became wealthier Rocked by mass killings, violence and strife No succor to the needy and no refuge for life. Yes, at this hour of turmoil and humiliation Why not we seek refuge at the Lord's bastion.
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