What is this division?
Who are these Gods?
To separate all their children,
Is this their goal?
Is this why we call them our Lords?

We talk about God, we fight.
We talk about love, we fight.
People get killed every second
When all they do is ask for their rights.

Lovers are separated
Because they can't love,
Because their religion is different,
Because rivalry makes it tough
To fall in love with the one you want to.

Friends are separated
Because one is Hindu and one is Muslim,
Because they are taught that The Holy book asks for it
But they are all lying
That we do things to fulfill wishes for him.

Do we know him?
Has someone seen him?
Yes?
Did he tell you to **** humanity?

You don't know how to read,
And you do what The Holy Book says?
Do you know the difference between fraud and Holy?
Don't you think you are being played?

Can't it be
That we have one God
With different names?
Can't it be our different Lords
Are the same?

Why do we fight
For what we didn't create?
Why don't we convert
Love into hate?

You don't trust your parents
But you trust someone who is not here
Your parents are your Gods
They are the ones who are near
To you and your heart.

I am not Hindu
I am not Muslim
I am not Christian
I am not Jew
I am not Sikh
I am not Parsi
I am the gift of my parents
Who wants the world to know
That the God is you
And you are your children's God.