All Eyes

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Our eyes are all up towards sky We are asking the rain God, Why? Not a dropp of rain in our region? Why has he got different opinion? Why not rain evenly on whole globe? What are you having in mind to probe? Have we erred somewhere to invite your wrath? Our precious animals are facing the death There is no dropp of water in soil Everything stands to disappear or to spoil What are we going to face as consequences? Will it be drought or long spell of bad sequences? We have nothing to offer except prayers We have sought the help from sooth Sayers The sun is blazing with hot rays It is proving as very difficult ways We have no more options left You offer it to us in form of gift We have always looked towards you It has been always helpful and true Thousands may perish in quest We have tried our level best It may prove as suicidal test What can we see in the rest? The vultures may have field day The bodies may be scattered on the way It will be horrified and never witnessed scene We are praying for happy days and very keen It has become very much uncertain More fear and less security it contains Our life is in danger and concerns remain For ponds and river there is nothing to retain The horror scenes may emerge We may not be able to mange Bring an end to draughts and disasters You are the only one God and our master

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