Written during my study at S.S.M.R.V College, Bangalore , 1997. Published in the college magazine…

My Lord

There might be no Real God,
But I sure have a Lord.
He, who resides in my mind,
To whom I am never blind.

Help might not be from thyself,
But he sure makes me help myself.
Science is not what he teaches,
But the will is what he preaches.

I can always endure pain,
But my efforts must not go in vain.
For that he makes me fight,
To get everyone his right.

Kindness he preaches me to give,
To all with whom I live.
He wants me to show love,
To every cow and dove.

To Him, I offer my prayers,
With whom there are no losers.
With Him to show me light,
Succeess is always in sight.