Manna from heaven
all of it mine
even showering me in golden rays
how come when my neighbour starves?
No Manna fell on him
nothing
all of it mine
Bathed in golden rays
nourished like no one else
this Manna embellishes my world
sets me apart in a private realm of riches
Standing in my land of golden rays I look out
this outer world is dark and hunger-ridden
my neighbour is crying in fear and hunger
I try to give him of my Manna, but in vain
all of it has grown stale
the fickle Heaven took back what it gave
why, I ask, why give and take
why me and not someone else?
No answers in this world of questions
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