Crusade Or Struggle

Where and what place will stop this crusade? Why have I to make futile attempts to invade? Hunt for things which is not going to rescue Which never belonged, never is and or falls due Whole life I ran after oasis water Did get nothing and became hater In corner of the house agony I bear Quietly I shed crocodiles tear It was my unique way of dealing Deep wounds but no real way for healing Heart filled with grief but still concealing Hatred towards all with no good feelings It is how human beings live on with mission Under pretext of falsehood with no admission Presenting self with shield of sheer and blatant lies Living in dreamy land with no answer or replies I am tired of living constantly in falsehood I find no other means for livelihood Every time I have to take false pretext and refuge How can I admit truth or flatly refuse? Thousands of creatures take birth on land Rejoice all over and joy as seen God’s hand Many perish without anybody’s notice Life is difficult and can’t be spent with peace So many may find heaven on earth and feel touchy God has been blessed with them to make them lucky It might have been the destiny that is thrust upon We have no other option left but to carry on I often curse luck for no fault of mine Why have I to walk on dangerous land mines? Every time there is risk of heavy explosion At heart I experience even heavier implosion I still believe there is room for justice It may be delayed but not denied by His office Still feel some thing may emerge to bale me out May be possible escape from complete rout I strongly believe in Almighty’s capacity and power It is He only who can guide us and empower Still unclear in mind how it is going to happen? Is there any possibility to live at ease even? I am disillusioned at what is happening around Not a slight percentage of humanity is found Helplessness and realities grip firmly and surround Person has to struggle very hard and come round Still life is to be lived with and show must go on Success or failure but must pursue and follow on It is immaterial whether it is lost or won Page has to kept in tact before being torn