Oh Lord Poem by Cyclopseven R

Oh Lord



Oh Lord
when will the world cry for poors
that inherits the ‘rich poverty’;
will the day come when
the poor stop worrying about next meal?
will the rich become richly generous
in sharing the manna with brethrens of human kind?
will there be a day
'equality' be removed from dictionary
and placed amidst mankind to wipe human tears?
or will the world remain in doldrums
where the rich eats the fruits of the trees
that grew out of the sweats and tears of the poor?
will a day come
where man stop praying
but become the prayer themselves,
with their breathes and thoughts
saturated deeply in divine?

will a day come………

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