Wednesday, God, don't forget To wake us to life, Again, He has blessed us. But in the wide world, it's total chaos, Brother, created by human hand only. If you stay at the coffee mug And listen to the news, remain perplexed Brexit not Brexit, Brexit countdown . . . Countries that close the border In front of refugees, hungry and sick And they sit on thoughts, To giving them asylum In a word, Planet cry And the climate is tight as a vise We receive blessings In a good way to use them The Planet, to return to life. God bless us And sad, to us He looks. . . .