The Wicked Human Nature
In our journey, you are constantly searching. What is our purpose and life's meaning? Does Science or Theology or Philosophy hold the truth? If only there is this one formula Those we had lost could have been saved And many kindred spirits could have been spared. This world is a hell devoid of all morals and values. Between lies or deception, which one will you choose? We are consumed by our own wicked human nature. I have been caught up trying to survive, Only to forget how it is to live And how much a dead soul is able to achieve. What a joke it is for a sky that I cannot reach. I am not wealthy but with pain I am rich. This fickle heart and mind are partly to blame. I look up, hoping for an answer... I am in the middle of a storm that I cannot see. Dear God, would you still talk to me?