Then, one day, they called it sacred.
from birth to marriage to death to eternity.
Fire, they claimed,
would lead to heaven,both the dead and the 'sati'.
Today,they know fire.
A chemical reaction producing smoke.
and warming up the globe.
Whether with firearms,
which kids in our cities play with.
or those by militants and armies,in a Mosul or Tikrit.
On this warming up globe,
We're all getting colder,
with indifference or hatred.
As I shiver again, another cold night,
on this warming up globe,
and with every sound of the gun.
I think of, the fire
You once lit up on my forehead, one evening
when you drew up on it, the sun.
Which fire lives forever,
and which perishes with this globe and me.
Is for mankind to see.
So, You want which one?