Hey, Lord What about this and that too?
Just Wondering, Lord! God, I need to know what day this is Life is just flying by in a big fizz On day I was a slim, sharp and trim forty five Suddenly it seems, I am a giant vacant bee hive Does all this stuff need to rhyme Or does life thrive on any sort of reason Months, days, the sheer speed of life is utter treason Don’t kill, steal or destroy my precious time I questioned all this stuff from every popular source Why am I not beautiful, healthy, wealthy and wise? I asked There were others... Sign in to see full entry.