Down on my Kneel
Ready to settle my bill
And to get a new deal.
I'm a brood of viper,
I have sent souls to you,
Through my skills as a sniper
While many I have subdued.
Like the tax collector,
I bow my heart before you, my creator.
I'm a severe sinner
And a villainous trickster.
I was born in a city of "NO LOVE",
Everyone is enemy of peace
That's why my neighbors care not for the decease
Hatred has sent souls above.
That's is the story of my crooked life,
I deserved to fall on edge of knife,
To transcend to afterlife,
And asked you why you sent me to wildlife?
Lord, my candle vanish like smoke; my bones burn like glowing embers.
My heart is cursed and it dried like grass in wilderness
Fill me with your living water and soaked my bones in the fountains.
Dear Creator, I live amidst hatred and anxiety,
Morning bread and drinks are eaten with sobriety
My night's meal is mixed with ashes and poison.
Send your peace like rain and your manner fall for me.
I work tirelessly like a clock
While my peanut is eaten by gaint hawk.
Families and friends stood against me like Goliath
Everyday becomes working days including sabbath.
Dear God, my goal and success has turned to nightmare
All facet caged my life in snare
Those fowlers are glare
They unspared suffering on me.
Down on my kneel
Humble like a sheep
Dear God, Answer my orison
That is my reason
For my gloomy face at this season.
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