WHERE was the fane, when human was earth-bound?  
Whare was the God, when there was no fane?  
Who was me, when I was not conceived?  
And was it me, when I came out of the womb?  
Where is faith in my mind, when it is jailed in the fane,  
Captive in the cell of beliefs, like valuables in vallt?  
Man, I salute your heavenly wisdom,  
You protect in the divinely sanctum!  
"He is in all and everywhere", you whine,  
While, alas, keep on guarding the fane.  
Where is your wisdom of faith, man,  
When you protect Him who is saviour of all?  
Weak is your mind, man, not the will of God,  
Else, why you immure Him in the man-made fane?  
The struggle of distress is the outcome of faithless faith,  
In the hush of peace and not among the ruins of faith,  
I see love in humanity, the strength that strengthens my mind,  
Where lives my God, the saviour of mankind!!  

SKIyer-1999