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Programmers of the Good God Incorporated

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Programmers of the Good God Incorporated

In a thought about what I think,
deliberations of my mind, over a drink,
now I reflect in the blossoms of the pink,
me – a windup toy, and the key that made me tick.

I can find now my way through the thick,
and the numbers always add-up in a blink
but when things don’t add, I really don’t break,
I try harder, till I make.

Why I stand for the oppressed weak,
and not for the rogues and the freak
but when seldom I am influenced, I don’t peak
I try harder to redeem.

I make my way through what I seek,
Yearnings of fancies and that one thing
and when in dismay, I see no stars
I try harder for one more dream.

I sport the code calibrated in trick
in displeasure and sometimes in approval,
of what I thought was a waste of time, a futile waste of Ink
and of them, this marching army, I speak.

Good or God, and that isn’t distinct,
time that passes by in a wink,
and when God was busy and tired in other things
He made an army, to deliver his think.

When time was in flight, I moved away in a Kink,
away in life and away in a streak,
years later, wise and old, gazing the stars on a drink
I recollect this Programmers army of the Good God Inc.

(Salute to all my Teachers)

3 Comments

  1. kusum says:

    God always has ways to solve human problems in His own means, hidden from us.
    Acceptance of His Will is our only way out.
    Best wishes
    Kusum

  2. Gion Gion says:

    Ulhas,
    an interesting piece with a flexible rhyming of sounds. Very subtle.
    Fergus

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