AM I CHANGING

Who in any way has degraded my well

Would drag them to the doors of hell

Not a single trace would I leave for them

Like a mosquito between my palms , would condemn

I surely was better off those days

My pressure steady as released in many ways

Now a pressure patient on medication I am

Keeping pent injustices within that jam

Strange to see a change in me

Would never let go a person scot free

One thing for sure, I surely must state

At peace I am with my present fate

For justice , would give up my food and sleep

Whole night tearless tears would weep

Now look at me with pity I look

At them, whom without oil I could cook

I stare at them ,those insects in gutters

My stare was enough to make them mutter

I wasted time teaching these ugly creeps

God laughed and said many tears they will weep

No patience I had to wait for future

God said have faith in the plans I suture

Now with trust I leave every thing to him

I will stand in his court and every case I will win.

Strange to see a change in me

Would never let go a person scot free

©sunita grover raina2021

14/12/21

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