~Beloved Mankind~
Dear
God, I do not doubt thee
But
I would just want to know these;
Why
some must be born blind?
While
others with sight, but get blind along the way in life.
Could
it be the way of life that is so unfavourable to humanity?
Or
must these also happen
For
thy Glorification?
Mankind
your beloved are suffering.
The
poor grow poorer,
As
the rich elevates richer.
And
Thou seem to be awoken always
But
it’s as if Thou take no note of them.
Where
do Thou reside, and where is Thy residence?
Could
it be in the blazing sun?
For
present mankind has made all possible efforts
Even
in their imperfect state to see
Thy
face like times of Eli.
Perhaps
just to ask Thee with a much
Sincerity
of heart to forgive
The
generation of Adam.
And
at least grant the poorer, a taste of richness
The
over rich a fair taste of poverty
The
sick a taste of good health
The
blind a taste of good sight.
Even
if these wishes could not be granted
For a
life time, at least just for a while
For
Mankind your beloved are suffering.
---Fampah Coyish---
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