Why shall I pray to God
When He gives nothing except
A reduced amount of my offerings
And some abstract grace and blessings.
I would rather pray to
My friend who promptly
Tenders a cup of tea or a betel
With added flavor of a shake,
Pray to my brother, who feeds his sick invalid brother,
Pray to parents, who showed this beautiful earth,
I owe to my teachers the letters
They have engraved in me, I pray to them
And I steadily decline to pray to you God
Who I have not seen yet, nor touched nor hugged.
All say God is everywhere,
like air unseen
He hears everybody,
pray as you wish,
Shall I hence pray and say so?
God is an absent companion;
How long shall I befriend Him
Shedding tears for a smile?
Where life is brisk and dynamic
How can God be so static
Sitting standstill in temples and shrines?
I pray not to God.
I pray to God of Gods who imagined God
Without whom, all to who I owe, too add,
Life's void, a big fraud.
Transcreation of the statement of a physically challenged Lilliputian man
in a TV show, EI TA JIBAN on OTV, Odisha