When shattered seems the Lamp of Life in me;
And broken lies the glass-mantle of fame;
My body's wick too half-burnt and sadly;
Heart's fuel gone, in hopelessness and shame!
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This is a world of hierarchy;
This is a world of inequality;
This is a world of curiosity;
This is a world of ignominy!
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All that I know is there’s one God
Who made the Universe;
And made the stars, moon, sky and sun;
Earth for beings, human.
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When you kill your own baby
In its natural home called ‘Womb’,
In a way most barbaric:
Aren’t you inviting your doom?
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How can the God who loves to create, kill?
How can man commit murders foul on earth?
How can God forgive man’s heinous crime-bill?
The God of love chooses each life ’fore birth!
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They seem to smile and laugh just like others,
And speak with involvement like everyone;
But deep within their hearts, something bothers;
They don’t enjoy like most, the rain and sun!
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The saddest thing in life I know is when,
I can’t prevent the death of a young child;
My years of learning all seem awaste, then;
My heart with anger fills; my mind grows wild.
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Oh, Buck up-Man! for things don't ever wait;
'Tis good that none know what the morrow brings;
The world is large; But heart of man has hate;
The earth isn't fit for good human Beings.
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'Remember Man, to keep Sabbath holy',
The Third commandment of God clearly says;
And if you can't, 'twill be your own folly;
Your life gets spent wholly in worldly ways.
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Wounds of the flesh and of skin do occur;
Bruises and lacerations can recur;
By intervention or on own, they heal;
Wounds of the human heart are tough to deal.
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