Our lives lie in the hand of god
Here for a purpose
Replaceable robot.
A hand of deception
Willing
But smart enough to give no affection.
Toying his cruelty on our suffering conscious.
Dancing all day to fulfil his luscious.
Strings are broken in a blink of an eye.
New ones are born on the request of the sky.
The game got to continue because he still not bored.
He keeps it excited with new diseases and war.
We still pray and say oh my lord.
Please forgive me and open up your heavenly door.
You think its game over
But your are wrong
Because his hand will continue playing the everlasting song.
Copyright© Nadim Lost Soul
Nadim Lost Soul
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