A Call For God Poem by V P Mahur

I want God to come
And have a look
How by hook or by crook
His man
Is serving his own ends
Working in errands
Modernity has swallowed
All humanity and
There seems no
Loving affinity
Sense of help is forgotten
The thoughts of consideration
Have been rotten
Even in love
There exists corruption
Cheating has become
A fashion all around
Even the friendship
Has become a hound
Falsehood
Seems to be the greatest tribute
Which has made
A man a brute
The creation
That was made to love
Has become hate’s hub
In the jungle of vultures
Where to go Thy dove
Then came a reply
The network is too busy
To receive your call