The God I know is not always fair
Sometimes he treats as if I am not there
Maybe he knows things
Which I am not aware
I ask for justice for my toil and tear
He smiles at me with little care
Maybe his court is just as unfair
Or it’s listed and just not there
Have to wait till judgment day
To appear before his honorable “Grace”
When I can plead the case my way
So patiently I wait
For a fair trial to settle my case
Gitanjali