Who Thinks Of You?

Who thinks of You

And your difficulties

O, My Lord?

Most are long lost

In their very own thoughts

Lost in their own selfishness

Own greed; selfish material needs

But think of it O my guide forever

How can your creations take off your tensions?

The only possible thing that they can do on their part is

Not add on to that list

And ask about you and your state

Time and Again

From mouths different, above and beneath.