I acknowledge <br />O my God, <br />You have <br />Given me a lot. <br />When I see <br />Around me, <br />It fills my heart <br />With deepest thought. <br />I can see around me <br />So many have not's, <br />Comparing to them <br />A lot of things <br />I have got. <br />All these are but <br />The gifts of God, <br />The gifts that he has <br />Settled for me <br />Are but precious, <br />Very few get all these <br />We should be conscious. <br />The world is a treasure house; <br />Among these He fix's <br />Whom to give and <br />Whom to deprive, <br />He is destroyed <br />In whom <br />Gluttony arrive.<br /><br />Uttam Biswas<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/my-humble-bows-to-god/
