Some More Destruction Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Some more destruction

sgusting
But bursting
All over
With bloodshed here and there

What do I seek?
When speak
In earnest
When appear before the holiest

I can only bow down
And make it known
God forgive us
We have betrayed the trust

We are trying you to glorify
And justify
Your name for supremacy
Is that what you inject in their mind, almighty?

Rich or poor
All rich to your door
Seek blessings and favor
Do you need destruction some more?