Make Me Free Poem by Shankaran Kutty

Make me free of the sinful wants
That gnaws upon the dreary mind
That fills the heart to the brim with woe
The curse forever of our race, mankind

Make me free of the woeful lust
For sinful food, nay greed
When millions starve of a single meal
Let me eat only what I need

Make me free of the torturous twines
That in relationships, does me bind
Let me free, let me go
When no joy in them I find

Make me free of those torturous nights
When I twist and turn, yet not a wink
Do I catch as in a deep ocean
Of painful thoughts I slowly sink

Make me free of those fits of anger
When words I spew, which I later regret
But alas the victim of my poison torrent
Might forgive, but seldom forget

Make me free of the swirling whirlpool
Where I often plunge, filled with sorrow
And gets dragged to the bottomless pit
Of tears, wishing there was no tomorrow

Make me of the dark alleys where
I find no friend, only sword wielding foe
Who deprives my world of fun and laughter
And fills it up, with worry and woe

Make me free, Oh Lord, make free
Of these times when I plead to make me free
When I know that to make me free
It is no one else, only solitary me