No use in blaming anyone,
When atrocities are done,
Under the generous Sun,
Pray a lot my dear son!
Our power is worthless,
In fact we are helpless,
Life here is hopeless,
Humanity is careless!
Toward Hell, all just run,
They do this with fun,
Truly toward Heaven,
Limps only everyone!
God has created a World,
Which is growing damn old,
Mankind is totally cold
Only hatred they all hold!
This is the present condition,
We may put to God petition,
Through prayer's repetition,
Will the Unknown take action?
M V Venkataraman
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- Comment from author about the poem: Infection in human mind has cancelled love and affection to cause severe friction and from the side of God also, no action?
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