Dr. A.Celestine Raj Manohar M.D.,
Sonnet- Yet, God Is Just - Poem by Dr. A.Celestine Raj Manohar M.D.,
Oh God, must human heads bear such big loads?
Should napes of Oxen take such heavy yoke?
Yet, everywhere, abound such human toads!
White-collared-criminals, smooth-tongued, who smoke.
Oh God, what ignominy men suffer?
What weather-beaten faces live on earth?
What roughened hands result from hard labor?
How many get orphaned ever since birth?
0 God, how poverty invites deceit?
How fate decides a life unfortunate?
The world believes in pomp and show /conceit;
Nevertheless, aren't we fortunate?
Yet, God is just and kind to all earthlings,
Takes care of, loves the least of His beings.
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