Man-Agent-God
He stood there,
Pious and and all dressed up,
I offered my prayers,
and so did others,
each had an offering to the lord,
he accepted them on lord's behalf,
we also accepted it all,
that he was a messenger of lord,
and with prayers made several wishes to the fore,
Did you know that all of them were transmitted to lord,
Because I do not know,
Thoush the pious man had promised that I will be heard,
Time came for wishes to materialize,
For each wish ahs a time tag,
Nothing came about for good,
I was again in front of the pious man,
He was still accepting my offerings to the lord,
And assuring me that I will be heard.
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