To You -8 Poem by dipak adhya
To You -8
Though I pray to Him
I don't know what is the blessings of God
Even suspicion peers into heart
Has there his real existence
A starved baby was crying bitterly
Buying a sweet-bread I offered her
Having had it she looked at me
unknowingly I read her heart
No - never - I'm neither God nor incarnation
Being a very simple human being
I could feel a subtle pride
God certainly doesn't take pride in Himself!
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