confusion, a thorny brier,
darkest thunder clouds
as smoking wood on pyre
surrounds a corpse-in-shrouds

blinds my eyes from seeing
my heart from upward fleeing
my ears from G-dly breath
that draws me up from death

it suffocates and kills
the spirit pure within,
as gasoline oil spills
stifle life marine 'n fin

i long to break through
free myself from chain
it's up to me to do
to make myself regain

my life for self, for soul,
to do what's right for me,
disregard opinion poll
of whether they adore me

why do actions so affect?
destroy my self-respect?
o G-d allow me once again
Your Face and truth attain