Pray for a true Prayer

Pray for a true prayer

P K Routray

A thought of a deranged brain

under unbearable climatic strain

forces my pen to convey my woes

as beyond limit now here mercury goes.

Too hard here to tolerate

the torturng hot humid climate

with failure of power supply

for the AC soon to run only I pray.

When it runs after the power resumption

I thank the man for their invention.

Forget I my fellow man devoid of those

selfish I am to their misery, eyes I close

oscillating I from praying the Almighty

to thanking the man for his ingenuity.

With guilty at heart of being selfish

my childhood days I recollect and relish.

With no electricity we spend our days and night.

Slept we without even fan read under candle light.

Ponder I over the difference then and now

to find the cause at the back of this show.

Is it the ingenuity of man now I salute?

or lacks the sincerity in our prayer to the Absolute?

The climate has worsened since then

Somebody within me tells it is the foolishness of men.

With time and deteriorating atmosphere

to survive man has to find solution sooner

Or after fifty years majority of mankind will perish

And the rest will fight to die trying to survive and flourish.