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...