Poem from An Old Birth

1.I wonder why I'm here
What put me here
If God is a creator
What created his sweat and tears?

6.If I am blessed
Why do others rest under our feet?
But they never repent
Reason why they died with no peace

10.We are given a chance
But no one uses it
Blinded by the money and all we use it with

13.The cars, the houses
We are on the botom
Will we ever see the top
Which goes with our fancy trousers?
We only perform, not for thy God
But for the audience applauses?

19.I wonder why I'm here
Tired of the destruction that man cause...
This is my time
This is my place
If this is a rhyme
I hope you intake

25.Know who died
And worse on the third day
Less we be cleans
By who we embrace

29.I wonder why I'm here
The blood of the Son, Father please
If only we could bond
But there are those who preach

33.Lies, who find Church a place
To deceive minds

35.So much data we can't handle
We need the light
The last good advice
Even if its the last piece of candle we find

39.I wonder why I'm here...