Everything Is For Good..

We stand in front of the deities, Kneel and prostrate holding the rosaries, Countless worries to push the days away Before the invention of sms, mms and emails, The communication between the ‘superpowers’ and the fleas, Stuck to the chapels inseparable, murmuring the hails, Mastering the Gospels of prophets and disciples, When we turn back what we had done all these years, We say that we are blessed, forgetting the intermittent ‘showers’, We may be afraid of reprimand as we will be sent there, With our tabs written with our normal deeds, Which are classified as the ills and evils in Godly codes, We try to be good and repeat everything is for good, I think the houses of Gods are like our mother’s house, In which innocence of the mother child relationship exists, While the scheming fathers always keep quiet, Either they may be too poor or too busy to part, With the gifts of answers and the kids are ignored, Keeping the faith in their miniscule minds, They always wait for their daddies to arrive with the answers.