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Dec 2019
(i) Amen:

Why do ya pray to me? Don't lie!
Which way do ya look up in da sky?
What do ya expect to hear?
What do ya really want to hear?
Many unbelievers, their wanting to see me, so sincere

(ii) Praying:

Are ya still around and about me, my Lord?
Will ya return someday, with one accord?
Are ya really the truth, da whole flaming truth?
Nothing but da truth, the answer, I believed in my youth
Shout out also, to da ******, the one and only, Mamma Mary
I just wish to finally get rid, of this topsy-turvy life
This boy keeps suffering sadness and strife
Without anything real, you know wat I be meaning
My eyes, they seem, to have just stopped gleaming
Give me a sign or an old fashioned message from high above
I'd ask you to give me a little bit of a shove
I just want to believe, in da trinity or you three, above
Before I finally give up, cause I'm all outta love

Stare up at da sky, kneel down in church: No!
Not knowing where to look upwards to pray; No!
Does all humanity, keep searching: No!
Here and there, my God, I need to please me

But I need, to please thee
I need, I want, I need...to please thee
I need, I want, I need...

(iii) Amen:

Why do ya pray to me? Don't lie!
Which way do ya look up in da sky?
What do ya expect to hear?
What do ya really want to hear?
Many unbelievers, their wanting to see me, so sincere


(iv) Hello:

In this life, I've been through hell, so many wrong turns
I learn, then I leave, I miss her loving, so much, it burns
So many ups and downs, I plead, it's still not goin' away
Lonely days, thinking too much, weeping nights, wherever I lay
Arising so late, smashed avocado, a table in the corner, just for one
It's better by myself, three's a crowd, so I go solo, one on one

(v) Careful:

I think I just felt a little shove, of pure love, or so it would seem
A tap on my shoulder, so slight, what does this dream mean?
Were my prayers answered, do I now believe, I cry out
Does it have to be by blind faith, scared of da truth, still having doubt
Da holy ghost, da three from above, show me da signpost
So I can live and feel, get back on da track, first and foremost

Stare up at the sky, kneel down in church: No!
Not knowing where, look upwards to pray; No!
Does all humanity, keep searching: No!
Now and then, my God, I need to please me

I need, to please thee
I need, I want, I need...to please thee
I need, I want, I need...

(vi) Amen:

Why do ya pray to me? Don't lie!
Which way do ya look up in da sky?
What do ya expect to hear?
What do ya really want to hear?
Many unbelievers, their wanting to see me, so sincere.
© Fetchitnow
21 December 2019.
(From my ‘About’ Period Collection)
Written by
Mark
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