To Thy Cavils Culprit Thou Be Poem by Aniruddha Pathak
To Thy Cavils Culprit Thou Be
I once thought of asking God,
Why His world has turned so odd,
Why He lets poverty be,
Injustice around that we see,
Men lost in mires of misery,
Many ills that need not be,
Why crooks are not taken to task,
But was afraid he might ask:
To thy cavils culprit thou be,
To all thy queries cause be thee.
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Musings | 01.08.13 |
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Mankind on earth! ! Muse of our works here and there! The rich and the poor, No one is above sin. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
Yes, no one is above sin, look thy self in the mirror before pointing a finger. Thanks for visiting.