Oh Almighty

The human in me has died long back

Now that only the scars are visible

I make no noise nor do I cry aloud

I have my own falls and flaws

For that dirt is in my blood

When I am in pain

I curse and fail HIM

And when I am in peace

Why do I ignore HIS existence?

I don’t want to be God

Nor do I want to be praised

But when I look around

I feel a sense of imperfection

An absence of good and self-satisfaction

Is it the gravity pulling my soul down?

Or is it my inner self that has become ruthless?

Surely I will find my way out

Away from this mud and mess

But will I be content to live with a fake mask?

My people, my animals, my children and my world are dying!

For that I am no God...I am a human with falls and flaws

I go back to HIM to ask for power!

Oh Almighty bless me with power and patience

So that I can cure your child...to life!