Hit Or Miss!
Such inanity seeking a deity's benevolence
when the world is spinning out of control,
pleading for magical, divine intervention
to shield me safely from the storm.
Too often holding back, You self-absorbed One!
your oft repeated promise no answer to my fears;
worthless grace withheld from least favored men
yet abundantly showered on a few favorite ones.
Times when your comforting presence is needed
is when You stay away, nonchalantly forsaking,
responding to humanity's helpless plea, if at all,
on tyrant's whim than true providential mercy.
Finally I learn at last out in this long, lonely road
to shape destiny's hand solely through my power,
neither asking nor begging for hyped up generosity
that more often than not is just 'hit or miss' anyway!
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