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Reflections on our spirituality. |
| In This World Why I? Why sing? Oh why Do anything? By our deeds, In this world, Prove we fit in. Weeds grow. The Sparrow’s song; All know It won’t be long Comes a time To move on Early pangs of Separation Lead to recognize Discrimination. To categorize Into that Which is not, Nor ever was In this world So much wasted So much wonder So much goes un-tasted Blind opinions And Blinder hatred Yet Are we Too blind to heed it? We Think We are Too smart to need it If we can’t Synthesize it Unless we can steal it Capitalize on it We destroy and Conceal it In this world We confuse Our own souls With something to lose And God the force Creator of all With a parent of divorce After the fall |