Written by: chiadika chiedu
you cannot wrestle with God
he is too large an adversary
you cannot manage his universe
only the small garden he has given you
enjoy it while you can
life is but a dream
success,riches just make it pleasant
only the do we pronounce ourselves
artichetects and builders of our destiny so dear
then suddennly...
it goes,wealth,honour,goodname
all anxious to desert and leave you naked
situation has changed,trouble has set in
God most unkind made me thus
becomes your motto and watchword
blaming our creator becomes a game
played so fervently,it has led you to fame
your flaws becomes His fault
your sufferings becomes His plans for you
too scared to blame yourself,faultless fool that you are
Oh! if only God were man...