God thinks, Humans Not

We dream, the Dreams of Thought

Sometimes both were parallel, in line

So, Humans invented something, so fine

There is a Universe of Thought in Cosmic

Only a few Pollen dusts fall into the Atmospheric

Bingo! Earth Civilizations flourish so terrific

And Humans feel so flattered, triumphed in Epic

If only we could re-contemplate...

The place of thought, the place of Fate

How many shots we sent to the Darks?

How many Targets were getting the marks?

Yes, we have been saved millions of times

Not by our Intellectual Prowess so often chimes

Like Bells on the Towers of Superlatives

We thought them our Saviors while only sedatives

God thinks, Humans Not

God is beyond Creation of our Thought

We dream, the Dreams of Sinning Power

God cleanse Us in Perpetual Love Shower

In the End, the Great Love shall win

Because Love thinks, while we're flushing the Sin