A Prayer

a poem by

Anu Pillai

Oh! Lord, I pray to thee
Neither for money nor luxury
But I pray to thee
For your firm hand to hold me
I pray to thee
To give me a chance
To serve the old age and the sufferers of this world
Let me die in peace
And never in grief
As I am weak
You are a source of strength
As you are a great physician who heals
The unwanted people of this world