Religion Got No Meaning Poem by Aftab Alam

I know dear, how to walk,
On the pavement,
On the road,
In the darkness,
On the day break,
Over dying grass,
With the lass,
With the top brass
I know-
I am not yet, a top class,

I know dear, your itch
When you preach,
When you breach,
Defining the meaning of charity,
Your secrecy
Your discard,
Your trump card
Your thought hard,
You can’t hide,
I am a bard

Misuse of religion,
By the priest,
As they washed the script with greed,
Why do you preach? Seeing tramps-I bleed

I know the meaning of religion,
And religion got no meaning
Oh! the luxurious priest
Do you know? I am a tramp of words
I'll awake you being roosters or birds