A Child's Prattle-5

'Found out at last.. May be I think too much.. Found out at last.. O' God, You are the most best Sadist..! yes it is true Gave me the extra eye I chose to be good And still want to be so But You made me helpless Snared me in conflicts peaceless My extra eye I do realise You are the controller But why this way...? Won't You stop torturing the Good Won't You let the Good be good..? Intolerable to live shamed Albeit being good May be I think too much' That day as I was mulling over Muttering such heartfelt wording You came in 'Whom were you talking to' You asked 'God' I said.. 'O.k, talk to me now'you said 'Ha, You are a little boy Mine is a big issue..matchless'I said. 'Little boy..? matchless..? ' You asked.At once vanished. My dilemma this time mused.. Long and longer time... Then suddenly, sharply... O' Krishnaaaa...I cried Feeling hangdog and guilty Of my nescience How will I face little Krishna The biggest Lord when He comes Will He come..? Hmm..I sigh My dilemma goes on