Knives Of Researchers Poem by Chan Mongol

KNIVES OF RESEARCHERS
Poem by Chan Mongol
July 15 of 2019

From about a thousand yards above, far
Seagulls see fishes, foods in the water.
With their small retinas they can see
How powerful god's nuclear eye can be?

Scientists should transform them to dogs
To birds, cows, rats, elephants, ants, frogs!
Dogs even can see through walls of bricks
So, who are better and who are freaks?

Small birds know about any little quiver in air
Thus, they live safely in own way as a survivor.
Once upon a time, we lived with natures
All human beings had instincts for matters!

Alas! Some shrewd people started to compel
They canceled our intelligence in general.
Now, there is no way to claim our superiority
They blocked our visions, instincts and sanity.

We want to get back our strength and ability
To talk, communicate with others in serenity.
We want to have back lost power of our eyes
To see unseen, to know who are far or disguise!

Scientists, politicians firmly believe in god
But things god made why do they sort?
Believers must believe that god set up all
God donated nuclear power for our survival!

Why title holders put knives on god's matter
Why chained us to not to live in state of nature?
We were equipped to live around creatures
God given tools are dismantled by researchers.