O Lord..How Ungrateful Of Me! ! Poem by Alok Singhal
O Lord..How Ungrateful Of Me! !
You give me wisdom and I don't use it
You give me freedom and I abuse it
You give me choices and I still get them wrong
You give me voices and I can not still sing a song
You give me love and I gave it a shove
You gave me flowers and they lay unattended for hours
You give me nature and I look for stature
You give me youth and I look forward to mature
You give me modest and I feel proud
You are always there but I still shout loud
You give me honesty and I lie
And at the end of it....
I just sigh.....................
and die.
The lord giveth and the lord taketh! ! ! The kind lord has given you a lot so cherish what you have and hold it before it all slips away leaving you with nothing but yourself. Life is beautiful, love it and try to be happy in what you have, ur two beautiful children. Think about those who don't have any to love and cherish! ! ! !
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5/2/2024 12:54:35 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Beautiful piece of poetry, well articulated and nicely penned with spiritual insight. A lovely poem indeed. Thanks for sharing. Please read my poem MANDELA - THE IMMORTAL ICON.