Gift Of A Fifth Hand(A Question To Him) Poem by Prabhat Kumar Sahoo

O dwarf Brahmin, the Great
Why a third navel leg
I shall't wonder
To see your thousandth leg, if any
To subdue a single Bali
Bali, the great king & giver
For crores of ages.

I listen your four hands
Those bear four things always
Give to many
But, never believe
A third leg may appear
But, never a fifth hand my God
To give them something
Those rush to You day n night
With a hope
Very little hope at least.