August 29, 2010

Rod of God Caring the Sod

O- God- You are by me deeply loved
As reasoning is by you allowed

Due to your love for all of us
Daily to work we catch the bus

As you are supposed to be present
To do ill-deeds we totally resent

We know not your actual residence
Still we believe in the providence

When we see a small baby
We only see you being chubby

When a blind man we come across
We immediately pray to the Cross

A beggar does a mean profession
For which he has your permission

When a woman is cruelly raped
The action is by You taped

He may be by courts let loose
But, proper Justice you produce

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