How Could I Be Poem by mandara pookal

How could the world stand in the rain of hope
With the desire to be owned in part as a whole?

How could the dream stay alive without end
As wonder taints the strangest trend?

How could one claim to secure such peace
When life remains darker the cease?

How could man stand up to his will
Tough courage required to calm his quill?

God, grant me answers to these difficult thoughts
And ease my pain that each one has brought!