a prayer..

Every day I wake up,
Wishing for a prayer.

Hope dances,
Just like a flame,
In my mind,
Hoping to be heard!

In a world full of believers,
I am a God with no followers.

Agnosts and athiests,
Never they look my way.
All those who wanted a God,
Have one of their own, already!

In no one's sorrow, they cry my name.
Never in a smile, they say my name!
In a world full of believers,
I am a God with no followers.

Born a God,
To whom can I pray?
Born divine,
Who will see me cry!?

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