let the shine glow in our lives

Missiles attack
Every leader wants a share
Running scared of what may have been
The pot holes hardly fill

Silent whisper
Dodging for a say
Passing out feelers
Telling them to make haste

The black holes
Nobody cares to fill
All go after money train
As if there is the end of it

The Gracious Lord smile
He knows what these rascals will do
They start biting the straws
Blowing hard by the wind

The whispering
It goes every hole and corner
It never stays in one place
It has to score maximum advantage
On the running scared leaders
Looking at their backs

The people pray
‘O Lord Let it happens!
Let the shine glow in our lives
It is a long time feeding lies
Help us to touch the light”