I'm Finding Myself
I was told the sky would show me grace
To call for Him and ask for love
But I searched and searched and all I found
Was war and corruption from above
Father, why do we call Him loving,
When we leaves us alone to roam?
How can He possibly let grandmother
Die alone, forget her home?
I was told not to ask questions,
Ignore doubt to be at ease
But allowing myself to ask questions
Has brought me the closest I’ve ever been to peace