A Wish To My Lord

Once on Easter, I wished lord Jesus:
Oh Christ, I want a beautiful land
and lots of goodness with glorious sand
let the sand be of any brand
but there should be no discrimination in your land
for several lever of mercy are made by just one hand.

Oh Christ, I want a perennial river
where nobody cry and nobody shiver
all must work and feel privilege
we all are equal we should pledge
there should not be drought in your land
for several drops are fallen by just one hand.

Oh almighty! where are you?
we all are in danger, we need you
many are dead, we are only a few
the siblings are fighting and it became a flue
why are we fighting for a mission so cruel?
which is sending us to the sinful hell?
till which extent will mother earth tolerate?
when she will burst, grumbled man will afraid.
Who knows what will the nightingale sing tomorrow,
the song of rain or the spring of sorrow?

Lord Jesus said me:
Unity is breaking, then rebuild it
a home of nature where all can sit
there will be no wars in my land
cause several hands will be stopped by just one hand.

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