Dr. A.Celestine Raj Manohar M.D.,
Sonnet: Help Me, Lord - Poem by Dr. A.Celestine Raj Manohar M.D.,
Am I wasting God, my time in this place?
Am I missing a chance to serve Thee Lord?
Am I keeping still a weird, mask-like face?
Help me, O God to act as per Thy code.
The place wherein I work is corrupted;
Unholy pacts are found to reign supreme;
God, give me wisdom, uninterrupted,
And let me dash ahead with my full steam.
Oh, take me off from my present status;
I wonder if I can well change this place;
O spare me from this extra-work and stress;
O give me strength of Will and deer-like pace.
Yet, let me never get frustrated, Lord,
But, let me tell the world Thine every word.
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