Religion Poem by JADE KAUR

This world is cold and cruel,
Without knowing we allow society to rule over us,
Afraid of what people may say and causing a fuss,
Tomorrow never comes; we are always living the same day,
Some people who are supposed to be righteous,
Turn out to be liars; not only to themselves but to Him,
Through His love we should rise to the sky,
Religion itself is so commercial,
Some of us who act as if they are spiritual are truly artficial,
They cause confusion and create an illusion,
Disrupting minds and stirring division,
Whereas sometimes we pretend to be blind,
Any icy silence is what we find,
And quietly we unconsciously cry,
The gap between purity and impurity is wide,
We overlook what little things we need to appreciate,
Realise that the nostalgic essence of the Lord is not only within us,
But also in the beauty of nature,
Nature is our future,
The love that should surround us should cause a rapture,
Enraptured as the rivers and oceans by Him,
Enraptured are the visible and the invisible,
Let His name set your heart on fire,
Release your spirit of evil thoughts and desire,
And even though sometimes you get tired,
You must still carry on that journey to Mount Zion.