GOD has been downsized to a mere provider,
Of food, healing from sickness, favour, fame...
She's a mother to the in-born
She's a mother to the lost sheep...
Either you are male or female,
There are no in-betweens...
I think we are all mindset
Within our circle we all stay...
There is hate amongst the human race
They don’t like each other’s face...
May I be found in Christ to be His slave
And never a slave to sin...
Started as a trip to get away from my regrets.
Slowly the car comes to a halts to a stop...
Everyone is in a race,
to find their place...
If ignorance is bliss
Thinking a deadly kiss...
The beautiful
monarch butterfly...
Why do bad things happen to good people?
Why does suffering come to the weak and feeble...
At times I sit, within myself I look
My joy and pain, my sun and rain, I see...