False Accusers
Three of us are posing an eternal threat
To ninety seven of you believers
Our reasonable questions unsettle your fate
While your hands are soiled with bloods.
You seem disturbed by our immorality
While your prophets, popes and seers
Continue in the name of immortality
Rape culture of glorified gory scriptures.
Our short skirts and no bras disturb your tranquility
While you gloat over subjugating women in your fiefdoms
Our demanding rights for the victims of your atrocity
Provoke you to uphold your carefully protected sexist laws.
While you continue to claim the Queer do not exist
You keep on beheading, stoning them to deaths
In your discriminating worldview so heterosexist
Even your chief charlatans, your seers remain all males.
All you wise folks that disallow being questioned
Dismissive of our child-like curiosities
Are you our teachers and parents thus inclined
To teach us tales of twisted credibilities?
Scripted tales of selective valor, courage, and heroism
In your books, virtues of forgiveness, vices of hatred
Only per your convenience, the mythical fanaticism
Rarely invoked, hardly rebuked, and never addressed.
Aren’t you our beloved ancestors with unexamined morals
Ethics that suit you, in your condescending overtones
Our wretched past you bestow to us as infinitely glorious
Or are you our stamps of approvals for ongoing consumptions?
Those of you who condemn the future as blank and the bleak
Hollow and the insensitive, meaningless and westernized
Pleasure seeking, individualistic, greedy and the weak
Ensuring this reactionary world never has its demise –
Have you paused to interrogate how is this even a possibility
Without proclivity for sustaining your active participations
In sabotaging the biggest anticapitalist movement globally
Have you paused to question your misplaced missions?
You still ask of us to restore the faith and keep the belief
In a god you have failed to prove; a god we fail to notice
Masquerades as divine, serves your deliberate mischief
A manufactured class enemy, a tool to justify your avarice.
And if there is really one and He emerges tomorrow
It will appear to be the most sinister of creatures
Hitler and Mussolini combined cannot overshadow
Far more evil than your beloved godmen and preachers.
For the vile men and women abuse and incite once in a while
Even as the supreme God leads centuries of oppressions
I am sick and tired of your falsehood, your fake forgiving smile
Just keep your god and shove it up where it truly belongs.
While you might applaud how holy books call us humans
You raise your kids as Hindus, Muslims and all that crap
And stop the Buddhist nonsense, those non-violent sermons
Since you can’t prevent your Burmese monks’ killer trap.
Even as we go unsung in your goddamn media spin
We are not silent, defeated or subservient to your whims
And those of us who reject any notion of god, religion, sin
May not even declare ourselves as fanatically atheists.
We may not even know what it takes to be a skeptic
To not believe in something we don’t even think matters
So we shall let you flourish while you merely nitpick
But don’t mistake our historical tolerance as our barriers.
Don’t take our quest for verifiable knowledge as our ignorance
Don’t confuse our unconditional love for humanity with hatred
Because it is you who spread the communal venoms, intolerance
Challenging you for centuries have indeed left countless of us dead.
And even as we have been trounced, brutalized by your fanatics
In face of your militant gas chambers and violent condemnations
We shall not be vanquished, nor relinquish being your vocal critics
Persist we shall in resisting your dictums, your malicious infiltrations.
Every revolution has been waged against the status quo believers
Next in line are your fictitious brands of gods that have sown in your souls
Fears that refuse you to join us and to notice that you too are doubters
That organically you were always born atheists – that once you were just, us.
By Saswat Pattanayak
