Abhijit Naskar's Blog - Posts Tagged "christian-life"

Forgive us Jesus, my friend,
We couldn't walk in your footsteps.
You asked us to love our neighbor,
Yet we found it impossible to be hateless.
You didn't hate those who hated you,
You loved them despite being mocked.
Yet we can't even talk without judging today,
We can't accept any difference in thought.
Forgetting all comfort and luxury,
You gave your life trying to erase bigotry.
Yet we made you fodder for our own prejudice,
And turned the crucifix into a badge of cruelty.
We used you my friend to deepen our division.
We prefer mindless worship over hearty compassion.

On the first day of Christmas my ode to thee,
promise of messy love only sweetens by indignity.
On the second day of Christmas my ode to thee,
pocketful of moments become memories through amity.

On the third day of Christmas my ode to thee,
Christ ain’t a cult but a voice against animosity.
On the fourth day of Christmas my ode to thee,
each act of hate is the same old crucifixion frenzy.

On the fifth day of Christmas my ode to thee,
intolerance is the desecration of sanctity.
On the sixth day of Christmas my ode to thee,
reason doesn’t ruin, but enhances divinity.

On the seventh day of Christmas my ode to thee,
true miracle unfolds in everyday acts of empathy.
On the eighth day of Christmas my ode to thee,
save sermon on the mount all else is triviality.

On the ninth day of Christmas my ode to thee,
faith ought to enhance not degrade humanity.
On the tenth day of Christmas my ode to thee,
every stream reflects the same aspiring piety.

On the eleventh day of Christmas my call to thee,
every heart is a living church, from river to the sea.
On the twelfth day of Christmas I entrust to thee,
season of love and peace transcends ethnicity.