God Poem by Dr. Baishali Bhaumik Mitra

A soulful tear rolls down as I pray and think
My thoughts in qualms for idol’s magic and mystic
Where is God, where is his abode above?
Why can’t I feel, in my angst, his intangible love?
Is he there when people die in pain and despair?
Could he listen when babies cried without adore and care?
Has he seen all around the bloodshed and death and terror?
Why wasn’t he present to spread his love and eradicate horror?
Did he sleep when men killed, women cheated children lied?
Where is he when morality, value and goodness died?
Then I feel perhaps these are thoughts in vain
As God too in divine despair is wiping his silent tears of pain! !