Help me o please help me,  to Your ways understand

I know,  faith, patience,  prayers all give us a helping hand;

But whom do I ask,  about the purpose of our creation

Why birth, why adversities, fights n its long duration

Why do we have to be grilled,  tortured n troubled

Why is  happiness,  peace,  health all wrapped n bubbled

Its common to see the wicked proper n goodness suffering in silence

Why is there between goodness and evil no balance ?

Help me to Your mysterious ways accept  and understand

Lord, please  give me Your kind,  benevolent  healing hand.

Armin Dutia Motashaw