When ever one is born, no one ever knows just why to God only is it to know what in our hearts lye To grow from two cells to more than a trillion
working our minds to proceed thoughts more than a hundred million Bringing us curious of many things unheard of to help us give life a shove Only to run through many trials and tribulations to help us find our destination May it be great or may it be hard however is still just a small shard In the many millions of other jobs to be done under the oblige of being God's son
May you do right or may you do wrong there is nothing that can change the song Of what we were ment therefore sent to do just is only up to us to follow trough All born with the potential of being cherished the potential of sincere love which never perish Regardless of the color or body we may come in by judgement day we all hope to reach amends.