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A Reason to Pray...




My search goes on, seemingly vain…
Traumatic times are a regular phase.
 For at each turn, I behold only pain.
 Oh why should my people see such days?
I see my land bathed in innocents' blood…
I fear her future is decreed thus bleak.
 As I await His light – the cleansing flood. 
 I remain entranced by this surreal mystique.
I hear a moan, I hear a cry…
The land is too blood-soaked to till.
 As we wait for it all to dry; 
 The twisted folk deem more blood, to spill!
What times are these, which we live in…?
Beneath clouds so dark and skies so grey.
 I listen’d to tales of the Devil’s grin…
 And unto Frey, did I turn to pray.
O Lord! May Thy rule stay Divine…
For our hours on ye Earth are entirely Thine.
 I pray – as this sun sets in decline, 
It brings peace upon this beloved land of mine!
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Ad majorem Dei gloriam
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Si_Lee said…
nice work .....

and amen to that ...

btw you owe me a post .. remember .. ?
January 30, 2009 at 3:28 PM
Anonymous said…
Wonderfully written Kartz...
very nice.. :)
January 30, 2009 at 4:06 PM
Richa said…
yes amen indeed..

profound as always and vy well knit :)
January 30, 2009 at 4:24 PM
Kartz said…
Thanks peeps...

Yes, Sid... I do remember. Working on it. Will talk to you abt it over the weekend.
January 30, 2009 at 5:30 PM
Gauri Mathur said…
Its very beautifully Written.
:)
Good work!
:)
January 30, 2009 at 7:43 PM
bondgal_rulz said…
Great poem....desperately wish that your and infact our prayers do come true and that eternal peace does not remain an elusive dream.
January 31, 2009 at 4:28 PM
Shruti said…
Amen!
Beautiful and eye opening.
*Applause*
January 31, 2009 at 4:44 PM
Kartz said…
Danke... :)

*bows to applause*
February 3, 2009 at 2:00 PM
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