Lottery - A Monologue With Almighty Poem by Shahid H Khan

Can I ask you, Almighty?
Why not I win a lottery?
I am not being greedy,
But a few millions will be handy.

I bought tickets again and again,
With no results and all in vain;
All the money thus spent
Is really down the drain.

You have a heart of gold,
Thus, by many I am told;
Then, why don’t You prove so,
And let me win lots of dough.

So what, If I don’t bow to you?
I am only asking what’s my due;
You make me win the booty,
And I’ll promise some charity.

Though I have ripened in age,
Do not think I am a sage,
Many a desire I still burn,
Make me win and see me turn.