At a time the clock tickle not;
The blessings so much seems to descend not.
There are ponders on what is meant or not;
There are flimsy debates on what is right or not.
At a time things seems to fall apart?
Melancholy thou did not play thy part,
Nothing is more hazy than thou part.
Decentralisation now reinvigorate in thy heart.
At a time there is no perfect point to start.
At a time it is nothing but God,
Son of man you are in a weary World.
Have you no need to accept and proclaim the word?
Son of man who is thy Lord?
At a time it is only and only God.