Here not good
It is good
But not understood
Why you want him to intervene?
And correct when you are out of line
Then what are you doing here?
Creating fear
Having no idea of your own
And out proportionately blown
You are not sent here for enjoyment
Love and peace is main at present
Come out of old saying
You are leaving place or firmly staying
God has given you mind like super computer
That makes you happy and rages with anger
You mean he will guide you when you are hungry
And provide food to eat if not done already
In fact, we have cunning mind
And conveniently find
And excuse
To politely refuse
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