I Would Like To Be
I am not what I look to you;
To my soul I am always true.
Because of it, I am alive.
God, out of it, joy I derive!
What is good or bad my soul knows;
On my character, light it throws.
For my sake, I let it contrive.
God, out of it, joy I derive!
I would like to be what I am,
By not involving in any scam;
I follow my soul to survive.
God, out of it, joy I derive!
Copyright © Srinivas Veepuri | Year Posted 2023
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