I find myself cast adrift in a land full of sinfulness, prithee, lead me to the straight path
I am fallen; protect me from your wrath
Oh my Lord! Give me strength to offer succour to those in need
So the people who are famished I can feed
Bestow me with the ability to stand for the truth
So for the cause of justice I can employ my whole youth
Give me the valour to stand against injustice
So I may never become the tyrant’s accomplice
Bestow me with the favours that sphered me closer to you
Fill my heart with the content and serenity anew
With the contentment and peace fill my heart
Remove impediments, which accomplishment of blissful life thwart
Who is my helper in this world of egomania other than you?
Before whom I can snivel and supplicate for help through and through..!
(Poet is a columnist and law student at Kashmir University. He tweets at umma_jamal and can be reached at [email protected])
