Unkind People

To whom I tell my all sorrows,

As all want happiness here.

With whom I share my thoughts,

As all try to abridge my thoughts here.

Whom I call benefactors,

As all are busy making money for themselves.

With whom I play,

As untouchability still prevails here.

O Lord!!

I've been fatigued meliorating these people,

Give me more strength 

to make my mansion more beautiful

where people can live being selfless

and can help all who are down-trodden and poor.

Author's Note

Kindly read it once..Feel free to ask.

Reviews

[ShowtunesGiraffe]

This is beautiful, like a prayer. That's all I have to say, also I especially love the last stanza.