STRANGE LAND

The cries from my mother's womb
Where was this light from?
And joys from people's heart
And how they show jubilation
Where was I again?
In this strange and lonely place.
As time goes on I felt I'd discover
Discover the truth
On how I got here
And how I'd go back
To the world I've always known.
Soon I discovered
Everything I wanted to do
Was for me to decide
How well I'd live in this strange land
And what people would say
After I've departed.
I grew fond of the strange land
And suddenly didn't want to go back
I forgot what my creator sent me to do
And was carried away by the goods of the land
The music and pleasures
The Wealth and Riches
Not remembering my creator any longer
I joined the vices of the land
It was just then
I was to go back to where I was coming from
With my grey hair and wrinkled face
And my weak legs and arms
I've had children who had my ways
And there on death bed,
Tried to remind them
That we are, is such a strange land
That we would have to leave.