Why me Lord?
How will I survive?
When will this end?
Where will I go now?
What do I do?
Why me Lord?
He knows why,
Why then ask why?
He created, but all.
You, a solution to a problem.
How will I survive?
Embedded in you is genius.
See within you hope,
Even when bludgeoned,
Lest your destiny veers
When will this end?
Time ticks; tick – tack, tick – tack…
Hurdles and bumps;
Sever, refine and purify,
Like gold in fire.
Where will I go now?
Destination, blurred, mirage,
Onward though we march;
Achievements are vanity
Happiness, my abode
What do I do?
Act! Act right!
Stand! Stand tall.
Live! Live your life.
Praise! Praise Him.
Written by: Friday Emmanuel
Edited by: Kukogho Iruesiri Samson