Mahatma was wrong, God loves violence

The baby just born and had cried few tears,
Quake shook the ground, new born fell on the chair.
Tsunami came rushing, monstrously engulfing one and all,
Mom-child died drowning, even the kind doc on the call.


If by the Big Bang, the universe started,
Initial was a big-big violent explosion shake.
The law is the lion will hunt the deer,
and if not but eat grass, food chain will be on stake.


Humans are not as violent as God,
ask the extinct dinosaur and species many more.
From the soil all we came, and to it all will go,
even the soil itself will be lost in dark matter lore.


She/He first created us, him, her, it, them;
with questioning eyes and satirical smile.
Then decides how to kill, when to destroy,
No questions, no answers and not a single fair trial.