To the God.
O God! Undo my past. My feet wedged in that marsh, I cannot move no more, Like a spooky night it comes, It clutches my back, Jolts me and retells me of, What I had done, What I had seen, It moves me from poise, Stability no more comes in me, And that obstinate moment, for I speak, Which makes me doomed and perished, Sighs of past and sins I commit, Things I have done with people, For them even God cannot forgive me, My belief says I am no more a human, I am a body of man with an evil soul, My fat is predestined to fatal results, For the things, I have done with anyone, For the mischiefs, for the devilish steps I had taken, I cannot apologize, I cannot bend the knee before them, because They are no more live, O God if u can, Wash my memory, undo my past For you are lord, do it, If, for then my belief bulges, I go into disbelief, I would rather say, O Lord do it, IF YOU CAN!!!!!! I am begrutten, I am jaded I can no more live with uproars I need an escape,