
As dusky sun rays spread on the multitude
Sane and saintly clouds patterned a parasol
A divine breeze cloaked the temple coutyard
The village was all ready with godly appeal
The air was rent with fervent theist thunders
And dampened with athiestโs sceptic shrills
Breaths of belief ruled and far outnumbered
The heretic howls of atheists and agnostics
The solemn crowd stood in unsettled silence
As holy flag-post readied for a sacred hoist
Theists shed theistic sighs and holy tears
sneaky atheists sported scorny countenance
For theists, everything was a divine creation
clouds, the breeze, and the stone of flagpole
All, just matter, all diverse, is atheistic notion
Divinity was to them , the physics in action
Finally the time came to hoist the flag post
Amidst theistic chants and atheistic bursts
The pole was craned to its theistic holy spot
Dead silence hanged heavily in every heart
It was moment of joy for all ardent atheists
And moment of sorrow for all touchy theists
โCracky flagpoleโ made itself into two pieces
crowd had clubbed into two warring groups
To Theists crack is Godโs curse upon impious
To atheists it was an aberration in physics
While this war of words was raging on
God and physics cackled, faces of same coin!
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