Whatever things had happened on this day,
Could they herald a newer dawn of change?
For good of every man in every way!
Or they predict onset of evils strange?
What changes come in hectic speed and range,
How can adapt all men to their effects?
In subtler ways in world if things do change,
There is good time to correct ill-effects.
All quote the laws but seldom obey them,
All want rewards without efforts or toil;
All throw granite but want to keep back gems,
All want to climb in life, yet others foil.
But prayers alter any equation,
For God decides the fate of men/nation.
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