Why I Cry

You‘ll not find me among those, who saddens with rap, Drenched with rain of grief but kept the invigorating cap On my head, stole a drop of joy from the ugly-grief sea If smelt bitter or sick palsied mind rung, I bow to Thee. Don’t want to be a trouble for others but alone I’ll face Should I lash with His wrath? No-no, but seek His grace, When cloud hovered over, dark and heavy and rained More trouble I got, stronger I became, I always gained But the problem with me is the human agony and grief If there is a racial or faith riot, targeted victim is women Race and faith drained into the gutter, lost motif in brief Seen abandoned life in the jungle of humanity creeps in Adulteration, rape and illegitimate relation is forbidden Riot or such massacre is away from faith but motif hidden