If, buts and hows, makes our doubts found
As our faith seems to quiver, our minds start to waver
Impossible it seems as unending are the reams
And wonder why the lord cannot, yet blame him we cannot
Endeavour not fulfilled, desires remain unfulfilled
Trial and errors mark the way as all come and give a say
Ourselves we never check, for mistakes of ours recheck
Success shall come, wait, or else too late it’ll become
Enjoy the creation and give way to your imagination
And that shall bring fruits as you enjoy the loots.
- Dr. Hira