I Am Disgrace

M Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal
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O lord and creator, thanks for beautiful world Made it worth living with seasons hot and cold Endless sky with wonder and thunder Small hut like place to spend life it’s under Beautiful creation and people noble, Offer the worship with body fit and able Never to suffer as they witness your presence Each and every particle represents essence Icy winds and rain drops lessen the heat wave Relief to sufferings with energy to save Resolute action with no let up in efforts Blessed with grace …………………. Sky so beautiful with colourful rainbow Noble ideas and faith inspire me to bow I see the nature with plentiful resource to offer Pray to thy for brethren not to suffer Expect daily bright day with golden sunshine Prevent possible fall and goal not to undermine Rush for rescue and aid to help the poor Message to spread from door to door With all His blessings still I fear, Agony in life and unhappiness bear, So many tales of torture and horror hear Grateful to HIM as life is not out of gear Whole body burns with continuous rage Find no words how to write on page I feel helpless as if confined to cage Strong urge from within to seek reprisal, and revenge Why good teachings from holy books not appeal? Hate, intolerance, disregards, all ideas repeal Is it true that truth my prayer isn’t sincere? Inherent weakness and non faith appear You may not pardon me for sinful act, Outwardly noble but cowardly react, How long I would deny reality or fact? To cheat one’s own conscience with skilful tact

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