I’ve been made here to dwell, In this dark and gloomy Hell. Where from here now can I go? I've no idea, I just don’t know!   In this...

How many years for me still in store? Ten, fifteen, or perhaps some more? Whatever time may now remain On earthly realm of joy and pain,...

Fathom this mystery if you can, Of our allotted short lifespan, A century long or so at most, And then we ‘give up the ghost’!   From...

You fervently believe all that’s been said In books penned by men long since dead. “These tomes are divine”, so you proclaim, “The Lord’s...

It all began with that grave fear When I was a small child mere, And then, because of one dark sin What a great mess I found myself in!  ...

He uses what He wills as His instrument, About this, what more can I comment? My lips are sealed but my pen flows, The truth of the...

Cease at once this madness of yours! I suggest to you this simply because There’s no way that what you declare (With great passion and...

Life in this world, where none forever stays, Has been likened to a fair of a mere four days.* It’s a ‘mere four-day fair’ and then we...

Is this the reason You sent us here: To live in stress and constant fear? Was Your purpose for us really this: That we’d like serpents...

I know this might sound bizarre, But we aren’t as we think we are, Individuals apart, ‘you’ and ‘me’, As it appears to us to clearly be....

We’re not here simply some days to spend, Just to pass time till we reach death’s bend. This, surely, isn’t the reason why we’re here, To...

You take the load and I will dance, Like a child in mirth I will prance, And gurgle, giggle, laugh and play While You go about having...

Is it that each their tasks defined Have by You been clearly assigned, With each thus to play their part, And from which none can depart,...

Should I take You at Your word? This from You I think I heard: “I am with you”, You seemingly said, Ah, and I rose, as if, from the dead...

Finally, You issued Your decree From their creeds to set me free! My thanks to You I can’t express, All words together might still be...

Maybe it’s so (I hope I’m not wrong!), That You’ve been Sole Doer all along, That all deeds that so far’ve been done, The doer of them...

You think this world belongs to you, To do with it just as you want to? How much more foolish can you get, For, this fact you seem to...

If an insult comes my way, This is what I hope I’ll say: “Lord, You handle it”, Leaving You to do Your bit.   The next time I’m hurled a...

They say You made us us to test, And that so we must do our 'best' (That is, believe just as they do And to do just they tell us to) In...

I don’t know what reason we can give For being on Earth, here having to live. Did we ourselves to come here demand, Or is it that we’re...