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

Uttam Biswas

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