No one must hear what befell me
It's a secret to be kept forever
It's a wound probably incurable
It's incurable because no one can heal it
Except the person who brought it about
It must be kept between the two of us
That I have a wound and you caused it
You don't want to be involved that is why I doubt if you believe me
Feb 1, 2016
Feb 1, 2016 at 8:31 AM UTC
I am like humpty dumpy
I sat on a great wall
And had a great fall
Got no one to catch me
I fell, and got scattered
The kingsmen and the horses
Couldn't put me together again
I tried my best also
But I couldn't help myself
I looked for others around
But it didn't work
It was a misery to them
Lord, my members are scattered
My life is shattered
My hope no longer matters
Only you can re-member me
Only you can put it together
Only you can make me whole again
I wait for your intervention
Dec 7, 2015
Dec 7, 2015 at 10:20 AM UTC
Mortals are use to their way of life change seems to be what they want to hear
Let it be uttered then they begin to despair
How about this how about that, this is what you will hear
What they realise not is that change is constant
Either they are blossoming to become mature
Or they are shedding to become old
That which they are conscious of is what they fear
Tell them, bring it to their mind that change is inevitable
A reality that all must face it is
I pray to God almighty that my change will come
That which will bring smile on my face is what I request
A change for the better is my heart desire
Dec 7, 2015
Dec 7, 2015 at 10:08 AM UTC