From aeons now they still fight,
There seems just no end in sight,
Each claiming they alone possess
Your final word to us, no less,
A book that they boastfully say
You sent down as the only way
For human beings to know You
And to live as You want them to,
Insisting only those who follow it
Will You declare to be truly fit
To earn Your pleasure and goodwill
While they’re on Earth and later still.
Books they say You wrote and sent,
Oh this claim that’s so fraudulent!
On this lie millions have been fed
And to grave chaos this has led.
Oh what misery and what pain,
So many driven fully insane,
Hate, strife and brutal war,
Continuing now as before,
All happening in Your name
Over books that they proclaim
Are Your last message to the world,
The final missive You’ve unfurled,
Books that they loudly declare,
In blind faith, with much fanfare,
Are from You Your ultimate word.
Oh my goodness! How absurd!
If I’m asked, I’ll simply say
It seems there’s just no way
Any such book could ever be
Your last word to humanity.
In fact, I think, or intuitively feel,
Only one ‘book’ did You ever ‘reveal’:
The ‘Book of Nature’ that’s so grand,
Given to all humankind to understand.
The whole universe, it would appear,
Is Your ‘book’ that makes things clear,
This cosmos Your perfect ‘revelation’,
A ‘book’ for every people and nation
That’s beyond every religion and creed
And which all persons can easily read.
If on this one ‘scripture’ they'll unite
It might resolve their ancient fight
Over books that they say You wrote.
Maybe this alone can be the antidote,
To end this madness the only way.
Do tell me what You have to say!
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