2781

Forgive me

Forgive me.

 

I don\'t know who\'s who. 

 

Who\'s right, who\'s wrong?

 

They all believe their mission. 

 

But who\'s right and who\'s wrong?

 

We all have our suspicions. 

 

 

So I lay here in the night,  my thoughts, like my eggs, all buttery scrambled...

 

Who could be a master chef  - bring it all together...

 

A recipe with unity,  where the children enter...

 

There must be a door? There must be a clue!

 

But all I hear is I am the One.

 

What should I do?

 

Would one claim to be One? to bring down number two?

 

Is number two the One that came for me and you?

 

It\'s all so confusing,  like a servant I am blind...

 

Forgive me please, if I take my ease, from the voices in the byway..

 

See like you, I have my proof,  the proof the world can\'t see.

 

So whoever you are (my bright shining star), to me you bring relief, from trouble and stress (but my life looks a mess!), for you I am a fool.

 

Let them all have their say - there\'s only one way, and not many walk in it...

 

But those that do, and get the clues, are lifted as they stumble  

 

In a world choked with weeds

 

His own precious seed

 

Is nurtured in the hearts of the humble