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I kneel before you

muttering woes and blues

praying to look upon me

with sympathy and glory



as I see your eyes

it makes me want to cry

for I frequent disregard you

together will all the blessings

that you have bestowed me to



in all those kneeling

in all those uttering

had I said I am sorry

had I said thank you



whenever you bless me

and pompous me greatly

I never look back

to say I am happy



lucky of me to have

foods on my table

some money to spend

and clothes for comfort



Dear God I am not too late

no one is too late

thank you for everything

and Please forgive me

for all of my wrong doings