Dear God, <br />I am looking for you, <br />I went to Kaba, <br />I went to Kashi, <br />I went to Kailash, <br />I went to Karbala, <br />I went to Jerusalem, <br />I asked the learned men, <br />Where is God? <br />They smiled at me, <br />As I smile, <br />When I see an insane, <br />They asked me to read, <br />The tomes they have, <br />I read these tomes, <br />I was more confused. <br /> <br />The money that I had, <br />Was about to finish, <br />So I came back, <br />To the dirty street, <br />That remains dark, <br />Due to energy crisis, <br />To my house that is thirsty, <br />Due to shortage of water, <br />And tried to make, <br />A cup of tea, <br />But the gas in stove, <br />Could not boil the water. <br /> <br />Frustrated and dejected, <br />I started walking, <br />On the dark street, <br />Two men came on a bike, <br />And snatched my cell phone, <br />On gun point. <br /> <br />I decided to come back, <br />To my house of problems, <br />That has a generator, <br />That has an UPS, <br />That has a water pump, <br />But during my absence, <br />All went out of order. <br /> <br />I am still alive, <br />I still survive, <br />And worked hard, <br />To solve the problems, <br />A few have been solved, <br />And a few are remaining, <br />Should I accept all that? <br />As my written tough fate, <br />A punishment of my sins, <br />Or a game of probability! <br /> <br />But the question remains, <br />Where are you? <br />Don't have you sometime? <br />For a weak old man. <br /> <br />And not only me, <br />My nation and my world, <br />I s a place of sufferings, <br />With pains and strains, <br />With bloods and wounds. <br /> <br />The nation is standing, <br />Very close to a ditch, <br />And the leaders of the nation, <br />Are playing games of chess!<br /><br />Akhtar Jawad<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/frustration-62/
