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Christo Mandir

If ever you think religious tolerance is at its nadir

Inter-religion integration or world religion a utopia

Stand before the sunned domes of the Christo Mandir

Where the Christ’s name mingles with Hare Krishna!

 

*Call it anything a temple a church

No different is our walked road

The church’s spire or the temple’s arch

Cannot be God’s encaged abode!*

 

Christo Mandir the Temple of Jesus

In many veins stand out one leaf

Hollows my perceived faith and class

At its door I cast aside my belief!

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pradip-chattopadhyay
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Mar 18, 2014
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