Shaping Humanity



O my soul! My soul!
Thou must indicate from within:
My body is fragile & subject to die,
So that my sound never be a harsh din,
Never be source of harm as have to say-'bye'.
O dangerous diseases! Deadly diseases!
Kindly keep thy killing behaviour active on my frame;
Otherwise I may become a proudy puppet.
Lest my acts may harm horribly humanity's  aim,
As the society will debate on me like advocate.
O my conscience! My conscience!
Keep pricking my ego randomly,
So that I may not become a prickly plant.
I must be sure sensitive solemnly,
To be loved & blessed & people to chant.
O my heart! My humble heart!
Shape my feelings to make me man;
Keep tears in eyes and smile on lips.
Store sympathy & empathy in this pan;
Allow not to cook cheap chisel like chips.
O my mighty mind! My mighty mind!
Control my thinking from instigating any evil;
Delete all the revengeful torture done on you.
Think not to trouble any form of life even not a weevil;
O my Lord! Let me fall on lives like a pious drop of dew.
Our life's too sudden to be proud and hard,
Death will come to all, for dove & leopard.
by Rajneesh Kumar Mishra

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  1. ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ‘Œ๐Ÿ‘Œ๐Ÿ‘Œ๐Ÿ‘Œ

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