Days go bye, quicker than a wink,
Perhaps it's I who needs a shrink.
The uncertainty, which stays with me, inside
My emotions, not displayed, to the outside
For family and friends, to see the pains
That is coursing, within my aged veins.
In the name of the Father
and of the Son,
Religion may not be for everyone.
Do you believe in a higher being?
If you do, you must admit
at this moment, would he omit,
the lying racist from this place,
that most call the Human Race?