| By rashia,
on 05-07-2006 21:08
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I can’t help but wonder
When all I hear is rain and thunder
The mysterious purpose of life
It craws up to me and stapes me like a knife
To me it is not a mystery anymore
However the trails remain very sour
I researched, wrote, read and compared
Then I had known and I thought I must share.
The purpose of life is to know the position you hold
As a slave of God without being told
The man eats, sleeps and always fails
To discover knew beside those outdated tales
Should I shout to enlighten your brain?
Or will it just flow out and drain
I pray to God to guide our hearts
Forgive us and encourage us before we part
The Almighty has the control of it all
Far away beyond that blue colored wall.
Last update : 05-07-2006 21:08
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