Asking Too Much
God, here i am
my house is one block of ice
cold and lonely, that’s where i live
so i think heaven as a place
where people smile and welcome meI prayed to You the other day
give me a sign or anything
then i saw one bright evening cloud
turned into Your nameForgive me, God
still, it didn’t mean a lot
those four letters You showed me
didn’t make me understand my lifeSo here I am
sadness has become my friend
tears have become my praying mat
worries and pain have become my path
yet i’m trying to go aheadI might asking too much,
but please,
will You be there,
on the end?(HM, 02-01-2005)
‘Asking Too Much’ © 2005 - Herry Mardian
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