O Lord! The Master of all grace and dignity, please tell me,
Am I different or indifferent as people say?
Have people fallen into jealousy, with this land of courtesy?
I get confused finding myself alive everyday, happy and healthy,
Am I still good to deliver something to humanity?
Or just counting my days till I melt to the bottom like a candle,
as things have gotten out of control, seem impossible to handle,
Alas! I've lost a lot, perhaps lost all or may be nothing at all,
may be more barren days and lonely nights,
a lot more silence than verbal fights,
but nothing I do complain about,
only if You are still watching over me and love me,
Thank You my Lord! for all Your favours.
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