285. The same old God

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O my long, fruitless stay on earth,

What can I do?

You are helpless,

I am hopeless.

And the one who alone can help us,

I mean God, the same old God,

Is deliberately heedless.

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From:Sri Chinmoy,Ten Thousand Flower-Flames, part 3, Agni Press, 1979
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