A Last Wish

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

I wrote this poem as a crow asking a last wish to the Lord. He asks the god to give his heaven's place to his assassin.

A LAST WISH

-Jayabalakrishnan

 

 

 

Oh God! This is my last wish in a weep

Grant your child going for deep sleep,

Violence took my soul away from home,

Let peace hang in the world to bloom.

 

Though I am dark, not my heart,

Always did my duty as you taught.

Although I flew alone; never was alone,

We always gather as family to dine.

 

I belong to the family fashioned unity,

I am a crow, followed similar path with dignity.

We are sweepers of the sky; We never

Fails in the duty to clean, even in fever.

 

I never thought of heaven, in lifetime

I will walk into the jaws of the hell.

I may enjoy the agony of torment.

Please, assign my seat to my slayer

 

Let him enjoy dreamland; learn mercy,

Value of life always the same to paradise;

He may let off others in then life;

After all, wishes are given for tolerance.


Submitted: September 12, 2014

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