As I see the sun go down,
I am in mystery
I think and wonder very hard
What god has in store for me?

I think and think,
And rack my brain,
I think in any car, bus or train,
But still the answer never came,
To my small and confused brain.

As I think of life ahead,
I think it will be good,
But if god gave me something bad in return,
I’ll say “Oh! No I Misunderstood”

I wish I was a bird,
And had wings to fly,
Fly away to some distant land,
Where someone would lend me a helping hand.

A helping hand to build a home,
Yes that’s the land where I’d build my home,
On the grass that is green,
And very long.

Now after working for so long,
I think its time to retire,
I lie on my broken bed,
With a torn and tattered attire.

I wished god would come in disguise,
To see how I have suffered in LIFE,
With a lot of bruises,
And many more black eyes.

I was thinking to myself,
Why god is taking me away so fast,
To the place where the angels sing OR,
To the place where they play the devils march.

As I look above to see,
A white light shining upon me,
And then I knew the time has come,
WHEN GOD AND I BECOME ONE