Isaiah 58 poetry

Listen up, my fellow desis

God’s word is here, no need to stress

To fast and pray with a clean slate

And get rid of sins, it’s not too late

This ain’t no time for worldly games

Help those in need, it’s not for fame

Share your rice and sambar too

Brighten up someone’s sad mood

Your good deeds will come back to you

And cleanse your soul, that’s nothing new

Let your light shine, like the sun

And heal the wounds, make it fun

God will bless you, that’s for sure

With joy, peace, and so much more

So fast and pray, with all your mighty

Help those in need, and show your light

You’ll get eternal blessings, don’t be late

A heavenly state, is your ultimate fate.