god Of Yesterdays
‘’God of yesterdays, oh hear me once
Where are You now? ’’
You are not around us here!
In this world of materialistic miseries
The humans toil and toil a lot and
It is their sweat that now runs through
The veins of a land once alive;
As not even a dropp of blood remains to surge forth.
The men beyond the Atlantic too fret a lot,
The Somalian kids die of hunger manifold and
The Mumbai slums re-write the history of
The breed of the Indians
Far off the Ambanis, the Sachins and the Khans.
The denizens of a fairy land cannot
Soon emerge from this land of ghostly dimensions
Of the unknown and the mysterious.
The stories of the Krishna who fought injustice,
The Christ who converted water into wine
And the Prophet who excelled in precepts
Have all gone into the oblivion of all odds.
We long to see Your face just once,
We want to mildly judge You once for
We have a law for all errors of Omissions and Commissions.
Oh God of yesterdays, come down to us once.
poem by M.d Dinesh Nair
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