Appeal To The God Poem by Mahathi Mydavolu

I stopped to pray O God. But didn't I lose
My faith in you nor didn't erase your form
From heart. I know why you remain so calm
And know your mystic pretests and sly ruse.

You say; our Karma turns into a noose
And cannot we escape it's longest arm.
Lo pity that you too follow it's cues.
Hence force us thus to endure mundane harm.

Don't from your lotus eyes tears ever ooze
Beholding human pain. Oh what's your norm
To save the suffer'ng lot? Doesn't ring alarm
In billion ears of yours, when cry for clues
Your devotees. For once, why don't you muse?