SHOW ME A WAY...
SHOW ME A WAY…
Little God! Little God!
Little Little God
Show me a Way!
One Saturday morning
Saw a pottery man with a
Stick and wheel
He placed black colour
Clay
In the Centre to make a pot
He gave a motion on the wheel
It is revolving like disc
A whirlpool alike
Shaping the clay by
Hands, making pots
Many
Baked in fire red and brown
Burnt the vessels
Becoming hard and harder
Little God! Little God!
Little Little God!
Show me a way
Thou made me ten months
In mother’s stomach
Thou gave me life and all
Like the Pottery man has done
Show me a way, Show me a way!
-AYYAN- 24072010
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