Are we crawling out of the gutter? Or going deeper in? Are we losing our sense of direction? Is it all because we sinned? Turmoil, chaos, and unrest Are becoming the order of the day This uncertain world is spinning too fast It’s seemingly bedlam all the way Panic grips at our very soul And threatens to destroy all peaceful beings Surely this stupefaction cannot continue And better sense will prevail We have sunk to the depths of deprivation We have plundered raped and killed We have massacred the innocent And set the guilty free All this we call “being human” All this we celebrate So, what’s in store in future How do we contemplate our fate? These questions burn our innards These thoughts we can’t negate I read a verse this morning And to paper I put pen To note it for posterity And end with an “Amen” It goes like this – it is a song So, read it and contemplate ….. “Immovable our hope remains Though shifting sands before us lie….. The floods may rise, the winds may beat Torrential rains descend Yet God His own will not forget He'll love and keep us till the end”