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Mar 2018
wake up every morning
stifling a yawn
first breath should be a warning
not giving it much thought
it's in the beast of nature
not wanting to be caught
forgetting whose the maker
as we start playing god

as the day progresses
accepting this our lot
making more than messes
out of everything we've got
never learning lessons
from the battles we have fought
someone should have kept us
all from playing god

now i lay me down to sleep
all prayerfully in song
pray the Lord my soul to keep
first time today we've given thought
at times it's hard to see
or even think about
when daily we are busy
out there playing god
Mike Hauser
Written by
Mike Hauser  Sunny Florida
(Sunny Florida)   
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