I have seen men under painful toil As discouragement remarks were made upon them I have overhead the statement ‘Get a life!’ As they earnestly wished to be like me

I wished to be a rich man’s kid One who had everything at his disposal And pampered with myrrh and gold when upset I longed to dress in fine purple

Someone has just won a bounty As another strolls along the street in grief Another just got divorced While in a movie theater a couple cuddle in love Two kids

I walked in town And I saw poor street children in cold I thanked God for the roof on my head I walked in town And the grotesque sight of

Terms I work for the Almighty He requires no downpayment from me I do not have a work schedule Nor do I have to sign an attendance book every day There

If I were sovereign Mighty and powerful If by my finger I would topple creation Or by my breath put the earth in brimstone If by my laugh the land

When thorns pierce my soul Or when despair digs deep When harmony forsakes me And turmoil becomes a new ally When dread and panic walk with me And disaster dishes

With pressure your way With thorns so sharp to tear your soul With slate and jeer to fill your ears With dry love and pretense to tease your heart Where

They talked about my pregnancy They gossiped about my clubbing Their mouths murmured the love triangle ordeal That hit local and international news They talked of how my father had

If I were to give a sacrifice of my sins Wealth, possessions or even souls How much will I lose? How many souls would perish? In the name of appeasing

If all I see is flaming curls of fire If all is ahead is gloom and soot If my windshield wipers wail from fail If my screen is dark and

Someone asked me, “Hey? Are you born again?” I replied, “Depends on which definition of born again you know!” Someone asked me, “You have not exhausted worldly pleasures, why get