Agony Of An Incapable Person Poem by manaswini dash

Oh God!
I was praying to you-
to make me tolerant,
to fill my heart with the power of endurance,
to bear everything that came in my way,
to bear all injustice and all sins
And- In response,
give me the power to pour out profusely
flood of blessings from the core of my heart.
So that-
the seven hooded serpent of injustice
will drop its hood,
and vanish in the powerful flood of my blessings.
Oh God!
I wished to drink all the venom of the world
till my throat became blue,
to make the world venom-free.
I was also thinking for taking a deep bath
in the sea of hell
as an atonement for everybody's sin
to make them get salvation.
I was also thinking of
deleting the borderline between-
pure and impure,
pious and sin,
for making there another world
and to burn myself as a candle to make it lighted.
Oh God!
Please tell me.
How can I give a shape to my wishes and thoughts-
When unreliability encircled me tightly like a serpent,
and make me completely drowned in its venom?
I can not liberated myself
neither from the clutch of the serpent
nor can rise my head from the venom pond.
So, I can not give shape to my good thoughts.
In spite of my constant effort
I can't do anything.
I- an incapable person
forced to change my path
with a hope that
one day, You will definitely show me the right path
to fulfill my dreams