Whatsoever you do to the least of my people
Maybe the people who can’t see...

The fathers of this nation so great
Chose to separate church and state...

Love is a union of the wills
Hate is a division that kills...

Through our whole life
There has been strife...

Sometimes we act like He is dead
And ignore the words He has said...

Lord, give me the words to spread Your love...
To sow seeds of hope, where there is only despair...

Truth is constant, yet sometimes difficult to...
As it seems in the old story of Adam and Eve...

I was sitting at my cynical cyborg seat
Controlling my computer to make me complete...

With all the imagination in my mind
I cannot imagine being born blind...

When I question my heart every now and then
I seek advice and help from the helper of men...

Sweet lips of rolling frost whisper slumber
The season of the warm summer has gone...

Once there was a bird, hopping with a broken wing
Hopping through the forest, the bird began to sing...