Flying Away

That night, I was too little to cry, Hidden in mama’s womb So closely tied. And during that night, He took me out From that warm darkness To the blinding light, So serene and bright. Yet I do not bow To him And when time for prayer Comes I fly Away I lie I say I’m busy But I’m just Too lazy Yet I can’t deny That When I shut my eyes Every night I die, And then Every morning, He Opens my eyes, And once again My breath...