God, Give Me An Eraser
God gave me a sheaf of blank pages
And a pencil in my hand of destiny
When I came in the world He made
To write the story of my life I make.
After a long journey truly recorded
My mind now turns the faded pages
I have filled writing over the years
Agrees with the people who say
I failed life or life me
Which one is true
I don’t know.
God, give me an eraser
I shall erase the story I wrote
And compose my life once again.
Copyright © Subimal Sinha-Roy | Year Posted 2017
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