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Written for Round 6 of the Slam contest! |
Why Do You ...? Why Do you Sing my praise When I know not What is my station In the wide scheme of things ... Why do you worship me I ain't Almighty And nor am I Powerful on your Earth. Why Do you Lie prostrate Before this God Made from stone and steel Who says nothing - just stares Anytime, anyplace, anywhere; Look at me and see I pray to none, I live free from your Chains. © Dr. Taher Kagalwala, 2004 |