In Search Of Deliverance Poem by Varghese J Kuttikat

Heat strokes cut some down
Rather brutally, were they sinners?
O Lord, could Thee equate
the sinners and the brutal ones?
And sometimes floods would strike down victims
Baffled humans would scream:
''O Lord, why this battering down? ''
Each one would plead:
''I am more of a sufferer than a sinner''
The Lord Sweet has advocated forgiveness
As a strategy sublime for everlasting peace
O Sovereign Lord, How could thee devise eternal perdition
On one hand and bliss eternal on the other?
Do these wonderings tend towards blasphemy grievous?
Forgive these darings springing out of vanity vainglorious
O Lord, have compassion on us all and grant us deliverance