The minute microbes,
Created by themselves,
No mention of these,
In the volumes of prophets,

All these minute things,
Once imagined as,
The punishment from the Gods,

Man has found the medicines,
To cure all God sent threats,
The energy of our actions,
Follow us for many births,

Wasted are those nails,
Those pierced the human flesh,
We are the Gods, who untie the lies,

And we are seeing the invisible world,
Where bare bones are found,
The truth is hidden for many billinneum,
What is explored is very minimum,

We are the Gods with the weapon of knowledge,
Let the knowledge not destroy our weak race,
let us pray to ourselves not to hurt others.

veeraiyah subbulakshmi

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