How can I repay thee,
blessed life that youíve given me?
ashamed when I contemplate.
that it hasnít been too late.
my life hangs by a fine thread.
the next second I could be dead.
All I ask for now is mercy.
done may wrongs in this life so free.
servants feel for you in this special way.
had guts to pick a pen today.
for those too who find it a bit hard,
explain and play the emotional card.
lived life so long and now Iím eighteen;
by age but not by this deen.
sins for myself to keep track,
I really regret when I look back.
dehydrate myself of my blood, sweat and tears,
for sins Iíve committed all these years,
know Iíve wronged in many different ways,
doing the good only for the praise.
But now I
sit here feeling wasted at my soul,
Understanding that only you can make me whole.
So I ask
you to help me and those who feel the same,
realize this life is much more than a game.
22nd December 2003