God

In this big play of the Universe,

Nowadays, hardly, anyone has time to think,

About your divine greatness existing.

You are the Creator of infinite beings,

You are the Protector of unimaginable number of things,

Still your greatest creation, human beings,

Think themselves to be the Supreme.

At various time-being,

You descend upon Mother Earth,

As a perfect human being.

The sole purpose of thy those incarnations is to

Free the earthly-bound souls, which are still,

Lost in materialistic thinking and things, simultaneously,

Thinking themselves to be the Supreme,

Unaware of "You"----the Supreme, Eternal Being.

Human pride and prestige is killing,

The values one must inculcate as a human being.

Still, for humans, there is nothing to get worried,

Praying wholeheartedly would do everything....