Give Me Just One Chance O! Omnipotent Almighty Lord Poem by Nikhil Parekh

Give Me Just One Chance O! Omnipotent Almighty Lord



Give me just one chance O! Omnipotent Almighty Lord; making me the richest of the richest man on this fathomless Universe; give me just one chance to be in the shoes of the richest men you've created ever since this earth was born:

And I promise you that I'd only use that wealth for granting equality to all those haplessly naked urchins; shivering under the tawdry municipality gutterpipe,

And I promise you that I'd only use that wealth to forever ensure that no orphan wailed and begged miserably on the streets; existed with my
name as his father till its very last blessed breath,

And I promise you that I'd only use that wealth for the amelioration of all those suffering from inexplicable disease; granting them the
best medical aid available under the dazzling Sun,

And I promise you that I'd only use that wealth to perpetually ensure that every boy or girl born on this earth; got the full and profound right to robust education; equally amongst the sanctimonious high
society,

And I promise you that I'd only use that wealth to forever ascertain that if there were anything to rule the strongest of civilization; democracy; country; land or any organisms life; it was none else than priceless humanity,

And if at all; my inevitably erring human nature made me falter even the most infinitesimal trifle on any step; asking you for a second chance; please give me a death which was more diabolical than the most torturous of deaths; that very moment itself.

1.

Give me just one chance O! Omniscient Almighty Lord; making me the richest of the richest man on this fathomless Universe; give me just one chance to be in the palaces of the richest men you've created ever
since this earth was born:

And I promise you that I'd only use that wealth to compassionately unite all those disastrously differentiated by vagaries of caste; creed; color and religion; under the undauntedly glittering roof of
the paradise of Immortal Love,

And I promise you that I'd only use that wealth to wondrously mitigate the suffering of all those old parents; men and debilitating women; who were unsparingly kicked in all quarters; by their very own
offsprings alive,

And I promise you that I'd only use that wealth to erect Mosques; Churches; Temples and Monasteries of exquisite world record shapes and size; in which an infinite billion homeless could take blissful refuge
and your blessings alike,

And I promise you that I'd only use that wealth to rekindle and enlighten the most gorgeous lamps of desire; in every miserably divested hutment and deliriously asphyxiated life,

And I promise you that I'd only use that wealth to magically transport even the most faintest of cry and deprived form; to its ultimate destination and yearning; in the chapter of its destined life,

And if at all; my inevitably erring human nature made me falter even the most insouciant freckle on any step; asking you for a second chance; please give me a death which was more penalizing than the most ghastily tormenting of deaths; that very moment itself.

2.

Give me just one chance O! Omniscient Almighty Lord; making me the richest of the richest man on this fathomless Universe; give me just one chance to be in the palaces of the richest men you've created ever
since this earth was born:

And I promise you that I'd only use that wealth to let the most feebly subjugated voice reach itself and every bit of righteousness in it; to the remotest corner of this ecstatically unsurpassable Universe,

And I promise you that I'd only use that wealth to eradicate even the most ethereal ounce of satanically unbearable politics on this globe; forever make sure that no anarchist parasite ruthlessly sucked and thrived on innocent blood,

And I promise you that I'd only use that wealth to invincibly fortify every flailing dwelling on earth with the pearls of brotherhood; to further spawn a perennial civilization of undefeated living kind,

And I promise you that I'd only use that wealth to timelessly scrap every besmirched fabric of inhumanity and crime; forever ensure the lanes of fearless paradise for each impeccable footstep that traversed mother soil,

And I promise you that I'd only use that wealth to insuperably embolden the alphabets of justice; forever annihilating every biased powerhouse of manipulative deceit; which brought about nothing else but inconsolable tears and curses of many,

And if at all; my inevitably erring human nature made me falter even the most evanescent figment on any step; asking you for a second chance; please give me a death which was more cold-blooded than the most unthinkably morbid of deaths; that very moment itself.

3.

Give me just one chance O! Infallible Almighty Lord; making me the richest of the richest man on this fathomless Universe; give me just one chance to be in the palaces of the richest men you've created ever
since this earth was born:

And I promise you that I'd only use that wealth to put an unbreakably permanent ban on the use of nuclear arms; vicious weaponry and any substance that brutally imperiled bountiful living kind; dissolving the very roots of non-existent war in their unborn corpses of malice,

And I promise you that I'd only use that wealth to plant an infinite trees and blades of rejuvenating grass; upon every piece of lamenting barren soil; so barbarously traumatized by commercially robotic man today,

And I promise you that I'd only use that wealth to heal even the most spat upon wounds on this unending earth; and replenish them with the most inimitably unconquerable fragrance of friendship instead,

And I promise you that I'd only use that wealth to royally support every single need of all those who were unfortunately blind; irrefutably see to it that they had their equal say in the day-to-day working of the society; see to it that they existed as unparalleled kings; if not with sight,

And I promise you that I'd only use that wealth to forever nullify each atrocity meted out towards the enchantingly blessed girl child; vindictively trying to kill her right in the womb itself; to senselessly insane and perverted men trading her divine flesh for few wads of currency and wine,

And if at all; my inevitably erring human nature made me falter even the most evaporating speck on any step; asking you for a second chance; please give me a death which was more unforgivable than the most treacherously sadistic of deaths; that very moment itself.

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Nikhil Parekh

Nikhil Parekh

Dehradun, India
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