Price Of Your Services Poem by S.D. TIWARI

For every thing we do, you pay
Even we pray, for that too, you pay
You do every thing, give every thing
But I have nothing mine, that I can pay
O God!

You become happy, if just we praise
You accept, merely attention we pay -
As cost of every thing that you give
Guarantee joy too and restful live
O God!

Your given things are captured by men
They command price, from wanting everyone,
For cleaning arteries take thousands dollars.
You clean souls too, for simply we remember
O God!