Nothing I Did Splendid
Okay, all read what you write
That gives you great delight
You glorify every poetic site
By proving your musing might
You attract lots of views
Great fame, you produce
You come in the news
Now, what is the use?
One day, you will die
You go to the Sky
God questions your lie
Which you can't deny
Did you save a losing soul?
Did you play a rescuing role?
Did you have a helping goal?
Did you use love to control?
I simply say that I wrote
But, that won't fetch His vote
To many sites, I did devote
That is to Heaven no route
Did a poor man get your attention?
Did you hug all with a kind intention?
Did thanks to someone you mention?
Did you reduce someone's tension?
I blink and before God just stood
He asks whether I supplied bread
In shame, I nod sadly my head
An nothing useful could be said
Did you feed a crow or a squirrel?
Did you save a cat from a peril?
Did feeding a dog give you thrill?
What is the use of a poetic skill?
You visited Temples to pray
Did a kind word you try to say
When poverty tried to prey
Upon Many men in a cruel way?
A place in Hell was to me allotted
To such a suffering, I also opted
In rebirth list, my name, I spotted
I am sure, I only selfishly batted.
Copyright © Mv Venkataraman | Year Posted 2022
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