From dust to life,
we live a fight that never ends....

With love and heartache,
to pain and stomach aches....

To tears and fears,
of love from the past...

Where time stands still,
and life is no longer a thrill...

The mind tumbles,
and one's life crumbles....

The break the grips of hurt,
one tries, yet the mind is never alert....

If god can change,
water to wine....

Then can he change,
reasons to time?

Then one's life would never end.....