Please shower your blessings on me,
Wash away my sins,
Cause I want to be free from the guilt.
Guilt of a miser man,
Who loved not anyone or anything,
Guilt of being cruel,
One who laughed on others pain.
I want to be free,
And want to die a death of respect,
So I have donated all that I had,
And worked to mend the broken.
Dear Rain, Now all you need to do is,
Wash away my Guilt.
~ A Poem By Fizz