The caretaker


Why worry for the unknown,
Have you ever not see sun again.
Taking your mind to intrigue,
Have you left your love for lord.

We, the so called great race,
Praise the even we lay upon.
But if the lord didn't want that,
Another pandemic is on the way.

Exhilarating with ego we go,
Never with the grateful nature.
Oh! Mighty fool realize the love,
The lord gives you every ounce of time.

The surge of hate, the lord cries,
How my child can be so dried.
The nature of soul is being pure,
Start the day with love and prayer.

Never think that you are on your own,
Then, you wouldn't be able to breathe the air.
Take the happiness of life to others,
For the purpose of life is to love.

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