iNK Blurbs

There are many questions I need to ask And there’s a lot I need to keep Those questions run a hundred miles marathon, Of which I couldn’t keep. Let me start with “why,” as it requires a reason. Why does life have to be difficult in all functions? Why do people have to be cruel and outrageous? Has it been the way God designed this world? With so much hate and envy, and greed this world has, Who am I gonna turn to in times of trouble? Who are we supposed to lend a hand and trust? Who can we still call friends without reservations? What does life in store for us with all these uncertainties? What relationships do we have with people around? What kind of happiness do people look and see What definition can we give in the word humanity?

Dear God, I want to be rich. I want to be like other people Living in comfortable houses With terrace and balcony And fancy lamps all over fences. Dear God, I want to be rich I want to buy all gadgets and device I will go around malls buying and shopping At the end of the day I will ride my own Hyundai Tucson as I go around the town. Dear God, I want to be rich, I want my parents to experience the fruit of their sacrifices You see how difficult their lives were So they deserve a vacation somewhere. Dear God, I want to setup schools, I will be the head master and a teacher I will teach kids how to be rich And how to be blessed And how to thank God for blessings. Dear God... I know that I am rich. Deep in your love I dive and enjoy In the cares of my parents In the warm smiles of my true friends. Dear God, I want to be rich So I can also make others rich.