I Wish To

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I wish to be borne again Suffer all agony and pain But want to miss no rain That may pour from sky very often When my lord suffered so much in world I would love to be often in same fold Get chance to pray and pass through same ordeal As he had passed for all of us with raw deal Was it not endless crusade? When he witnessed everything as trade No one seemed to be happy There was chaos all around with misery What would have been the condition? When there was uncertainty and confusion Was he not tortured for speaking truth? Almost crowned with thorns and hanged to death This is only place where I can remember Create passion at heart and hear Love for deprived and down trodden Who were treated like slaves even? Oh! And those crucified moments? I can worship for those and resent "God forgive those uncared for and ignorant" For they do not know what to do at present Life may not the same but worse People may offer cruelty and curse Yet I feel to be part of divine land Where peace can be for all foes and friends Even thought it can be termed as only wish As we are not destined to think and finish Yet I see it as favorable and nice proposition If this can be considered even as superstition

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