When our mothers pray,
DEAR LORD! Let my child be ten times better than his peers.
The mothers of the peers too,
Shall say in their secret chambers:
LORD, Let it be my child(ren), who would supersede in everything.
Our mothers and the other mothers, still in their secret huts, shall sincerely conclude:
LORD, let my child(ren)’s mates also excel, but let MINE be far ahead.
When we pray,
We gesticulate energetically to convey our message to the divine head as we say:
LORD GOD OF HEAVEN! Let our mates and seniors serve us in future. For you did it for Joseph in his time, and you wouldn’t need to sweat about it now.
Even the most incapable ones amongst us shall also raise their voices quietly;
It is we, oh LORD! Who you shall choose to lead this generation.
We think that being faithful to our worship,
Would bring our praying lips directly to God’s ears.
We assume that living holy, would earn us mercy and grace.
And eventually – answered prayers.
Our parents think that too,
And they focus all attention on doing right.
Until it appears to be one of those prayers prayed amiss.
Until the sun scorches our brains to serve our mates.
Until our praying skulls becomes soured by the slaps from empty responses.
For God, there is no guilt.
When millions pray for the same thing,
Though in the corners of their rooms.
And thousands live holy
To earn a positive response for the same need.
Who will HE give?
WHAT IF God’s desire,
Is that we come to the true understanding of UNITY,
One that would make us all work together,
Till the hard soil together!
Without the notion of a servant or a master,
Just brethren who are workers.
To gather,together, the good of the land.
And then share it all EQUALLY amongst our every brethren.
For everyone to get the fairest share,
And not think of owning it all!
#And if that is the true meaning of Socialism, I SUPPORT!