Slaves Poem

We have a life of our own

We don't want to hang onto someone else's sword

Our conscience is always cribbing us

Working for someone else

But the Holy Bible mentions

The duty of slaves

We have to realize this,

We are working for God

The Master of our masters

The Almighty, the Omnipotent

Existence-Knowledge-Bliss

Who is in all of us

A few makers cannot change our destiny

It is interesting to note that we worry uselessly

Let's let them make decisions that benefit them

Let us do our duty as slaves 

Even if someone is not watching here, 

Someone must be up from the heavens

We are a servant

Not of man, but of God the Great

So let us stop complaining and start enduring

Silently, all the pains

We will ultimately rejoice 

In the company of God's holy men

Be certain

God's blessings are on their way

Don't shout unnecessarily until Judgement Day