Dear ....
I mustn't question thy
But there are things blinded,
I am not able to see
We close are eyes to the darkness,
And years later; wake up to the brightness
we have the slightest clue,
Of what we needed to pursue  

Here we are "earth"
We go though thick and thin,
For us,
evil is the only way to bend,
We spend time dancing around life; like clowns
Not knowing what it is,
that will make you proud,

We suffer in crowds among crowds,
Not knowing who we are,
So we don't make a sound

But one thing that bothers me....
Is that we were put here not knowing;
Hoping to be the best we know how to be,
But we never got the info or the key
To open the golden doors that we blindly can not see
And when we can't find that key,
We our stuck in darkness for eternity
But I mustn't question thy