Never Defied
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God, let me be just human
Not principled but ordinary man
With kind heart and compassion
Love and feeling for fellow brethren
I want nothing else
That makes me tense
T creates bad blood
Bitterness enters in test of food
I want to work hard
With no more complains in words
I want peace in mind
With no cleverness of any kind
Why I can't leave certain fields
That has been held
For no help to poor and needy
Do I seek it from an almighty?
I wish to die unheard
Unsung but not as tired
Soul fully satisfied
As truth was never defied
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