In heart of man of present age,
No Love of God is found at all
Wit stings him like a furious snake,
His glance cannot his mind enthrall.
Though man aspires to find the track
Of stars that roam in sky and tread
Alas! man has completely failed
To map the world of mind or head.
In intricacies of his thought
He is embroiled ; is clear and plain,
So he is not as yet aware
Of what is loss and what is gain.
Man has harnessed rays of the Sun,
Much gain from them he has drawn,
But he can not transform the dark
And dismal night of life to dawn.