Mornings filled with hope thinking it's a new day
Yet nothing "NEW" seems to dawn
I travelled within the same circle
To complete the never ending gyre.
When there is a conflict deep within
Between the heart and the head
I followed where my lungs lead me
For I misplaced both my head and heart.
Religion corrupted my existence
Faith is buried in creativity
When man evolved, funny ideas flew by
That was how I discovered
God on the leaf of a papyrus.
