Prayers

a poem by Swapna Raghu

We heap
a collage of
unfulfilled desires
at the sanctum
sanctorum of
our temples
and churches
along with empty
paeans- a holy
kind of bribery
hoping for
quick results.

Desires like
copulating microbes
multiply one
after the other
tormenting our
young minds
as we rush
again conjuring
new prayers for fulfillment.

What are prayers
to us but knots
of materialism
binding us
together to
vex God’
for more, more and more.

Before the
pincers of
fate hurtles us
into death’s
cosmic embryo
for once
let us make
a prayer
not for us
alone but
for whole
humanity,
as well.