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

9 comments

descrying the shadows said...

nice work .....

and amen to that ...

btw you owe me a post .. remember .. ?

Anonymous said...

Wonderfully written Kartz...
very nice.. :)

Richa said...

yes amen indeed..

profound as always and vy well knit :)

Kartz said...

Thanks peeps...

Yes, Sid... I do remember. Working on it. Will talk to you abt it over the weekend.

Gauri Mathur said...

Its very beautifully Written.
:)
Good work!
:)

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.

Shruti said...

Amen!
Beautiful and eye opening.
*Applause*

Kartz said...

Danke... :)

*bows to applause*

Webster said...

Nice poem

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