God A Friend Or A Use And Throw Thing? Poem by Cryselle D'souza

Lord, in the times of my sorrow
And helplessness I prayed and prayed
And as the result of my prayer;
Father you felt pity for me
And answered my prayer.

You granted me
Everything that I needed,
You carried me in your arms
You made me feel much lighter
As you father,
Had taken over my burden.


And after a few moments
When happiness came my way,
I was so excited that I didn’t even say
A word of thanks or praise
Kept you at the corner of my house
And ran away with it-

I didn’t even think or realize
That the happiness
Which came to my way,
Was your gift to me.

And then at last,
When earthly goodness did not give me
The pleasure I expected
I realized how ungrateful and unworthy
I am to be a part of your loved one.