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“Gods by The Hundreds (The Sonnet) Some people fear christ, Some claim to hear christ. I work restless day and night, To raise the living christs. Some people fear god, Some claim to be prophets. I work without sleep and rest, To raise gods by the hundreds. One week of my life produces enough electricity, To power a 100 years of humanitarian endeavor. One life laid down to lift up the society, Triggers a wildfire of sacrificial fervor. I am but an instrument in the making of legends. I am but a matchstick to light up the sapiens.” — Abhijit Naskar
Gods by The Hundreds (The Sonnet)
Some people fear christ,
Some claim to hear christ.
I work restless day and night,
To raise the living christs.
Some people fear god,
Some claim to be prophets.
I work without sleep and rest,
To raise gods by the hundreds.
One week of my life produces enough electricity,
To power a 100 years of humanitarian endeavor.
One life laid down to lift up the society,
Triggers a wildfire of sacrificial fervor.
I am but an instrument in the making of legends.
I am but a matchstick to light up the sapiens.