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A Prayer for the Fellow Citizens

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The poem-- "A Prayer for the Fellow Citizens" O our lenient loving Lord, Save my fellow citizens around the world. We are all in dire distress; Please no more stay silent; The death toll has caused Bereavement to so many. It has snatched so many lives From this world forever. Every now and every then, Pure panic pangs us most. Save my fellow citizens of the world. We pray to You, Lord, We beg of You, God. The dead are dead, But the living are still living. Please save my fellow citizens of the world. We know we are sinners; We know we are corrupt; We know we are vicious; We know You are there To forgive us all, Lord. Please touch us with Your heavenly hand. To You, we come; Before You, we do stand. We are distressed. Will You still not turn Your face to us for the sake of The protection of all fellow citizens In the world? Save us all. Yes, You have to. Let a new dawn light, Let a new day come, Let a new era come to l

Prayer to the Precious Lord

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The poem in a nutshell In this poem named "Prayer to the Precious Lord", the speaker persona has desperately prayed to the Lord to provide him / her with constant competence. Yes, even though one may have graphomania, one might face the writer's block at some point of time in one's life. None but the Lord can redeem us from such a distress. "Knock and the door shall be opened." Here the speaker persona makes an earnest prayer to the Lord for His benediction. Also, a broad mind or a golden heart has been asked for from the Lord. Only God can hold us all firm and fast in reality. The poem -- "Prayer to the Precious Lord" When I'm invaded by writer's block, At my door, You are there to give a knock. Give me the strength, The broad mental length To open the door right then. From above will every citizen Sing Your hymn, dear Lord. Hold me firm, O, God. The Keywords Poem, Prayer to the precious Lord

Prayer of A Fallen Individual

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The poem in a nutshell The poem is nothing but an earnest prayer of a fallen person or a fallen human being to the Supreme Soul. The human being, corrupt through and through, prays to the Omnipotent for forgiveness and moral teachings. The person here states his fallen state in a plaintive voice. None but God can save him / her from such a fallen state. The Lord is aware of everything. He is omniscient and omnipresent. Hence, the prayer is to lift him / her up from such a state. The poem -- "Prayer of A Fallen Individual" I'm forsaken as Atlantis;  I'm fading away like The sun going down;  I'm deserted as An abandoned tragedy;  I'm lifeless just Like a grey shadow;  I've lost my identity In the midst of Names numberless. Lift me up on Your shoulders;  Hold me firm With Your hands;  Keep me fast With Your velocity;  Pacify my soul With Your eyes;  Fill me up W