Something must be mislaid
Or things aren't this way before,
nothing is able to excite thy soul
nor can I anymore trust thy heart,

The way thy mind is growing up
The things thy consciousness meditate upon
Are but way far from everything real,

How do I deal now?
Thy sun ain't shining,
Thy sky is void,

I have seen people dying and
suffering and screaming
O poor God, why we while the fault is  yours ?