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    “A Salty Cup of Tea with Jesus”

    One fresh morning,
    While sipping good morning blues with Jesus;
    The King of Nazareth cried loudly,
    And I died loudly;
    For why He made humans..?
    To corrupt the beautiful garden of Eden;
    After all, why He made humans..?

    Tis’ we, have spoiled the beautiful Earth;
    By slaughtering the verdant greenery here,
    So elegantly in every birth;
    Leaving a reason to chase,
    A clue to live for;
    Behind and after each death.

    I tasted the salty tea,
    Blended with His tears;
    Since His sacrificing crucifixion,
    We have slurped of off him;
    And I was ashamed,
    To call myself as a Human;
    A heinous Homo-sapien.

    And I pleaded to Him,
    If my death is eternally undone;
    Better make me a Mosquito in next birth.
    He cried loudly,
    And I lied loudly.

    To gently hymn living further,
    For why He made humans;
    To be born again and again,
    After all, why He made me a human;
    A heinous Homo-sapien.

    satchboogie1984@gmail.com'
    A(a)kashhttp://infornicle.com/
    A(a)kash has been a part of few anthologies and Poetry Festivals namely Efflorescence by Chennai Poetry Circle, Glomag by Glory Sasikala, The Virtual Reality (Sparrow Publishers), Guntur Int Poetry Fest and many more. He is also a proud member of Soul Scriber’s Society, Salem that curates Yercaud Poetry Festival every year.

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