For years together there were no rains
We adulated you, my God, impatiently then.
Requesting you to allow rains to rain,
for diminishing your subjects inner pain.
Hungry we were and in search of bread,
In search of water, tears we had to shed.
Nothing we could do other than devotion,
Expiating always for all the committed sins.
No one could stop the harsh man slaughter
No one could bring on dry lips a laughter.
Then came a day, the day of your glory,
Every side fainted with cats and dogs raining.
What is this unjust justice, I could'nt guess,
Oh God, do you want us only difficulties to face.
A powerful, perceptive and thought provoking write. The benevolence and wrath of Mother Nature is given and. we don't have a choice but to receive it A great poem brilliantly penned.
A touching expression has been made on unjust. Nice penmanship. Impressive write. Good theme. Beautiful poem.10
The unjust justice is a classic poem reflecting on man's observation and reaction to nature's varied and confusing acts. The Mother Earth is unpredictable. She keeps us guessing always! What is this unjust justice, I could'nt guess, Oh God, do you want us only difficulties to face. This is a question that many ask including me. But extremely difficult to get an answer! ! Ratnakar ji, this poem has set me thinking. Thank You!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
It's the little things... like rain. I once wrote, " If God made this world in seven days, maybe he should have taken another week." Maybe a little less injustice, eh"