Same old Story

Equipped with  God's view
I saw from my window,
An abuser luring a child with a pearl.
Wow! I'm grown up, thought the little girl.

Each rhyme n blush was praised
She thought that she was superior to the rest.
Smirking, grinning people she could not see
Till she found herself with her self esteem lost.

Now, there was a young lady.
Spring in the morning, noon n day.
She was baited with a diamond.
Who would not be blinded?

World is full of preys.
Now he found a woman who believed in faith.
Her guilts, regrets and doubts were soothed,
Till he won and she had lost.

God's role is difficult to play.
He can't do anything, but to stare at
the pearl to be given to a little girl,
And her distress or his cheer.