For All Troubles
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For all troubles
No disrespect is to be shown
For the fault of own
No such words to be uttered
And sentiments be hurt
You are responsible
For all troubles
As you have lost interest
And trust too
You want quick result
Even at the cost of insult ‘
When result is not attained
The same stance of faith is questioned
God is such belief
That remains till death
Whether rich or poor
Everybody bows on floor
So it is universal recognition
In any religion
With total commitment
For existence at present
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