A Question

In the palace of my comfort,

I was rejoicing my comfort ,

As a juicy chewing gum !

Suddenly troops of sorrows 

Rushed in dramatically.

The loud rhythmic,

sound of boots,

Moved me entirely !

God,

Such types of monotonous acts,

Do not suit you.

Being a committed follower,

Of your network,

All I can do only is by writing,

On your wall with red letters:

ARE YOU GOD?

-OR A DRAMATIST ?