ODE TO GOD

(Ghulam Mustafa)
O my God, O my God!
My head aches, my heart sores.
My intention shattered;
No more courage to bear the pain.
I want a flight with the wings of swallow,
In the high blue sky, up and down then sudden dip.
O God of justice, O; Lord of the universe,
Show me! Where is justice?
Poor is suppressed, rich is honored;
Wicked is saluted, where is equality, where is God?
There are differences, there are afflictions,
Mercy, mercy! O god of oppressors.