My Lord

My fragile heart is breaking with the growing rudeness of humankind
Tell me, Oh my Lord where a little bit of joy can I find?
If I shed a few drop of tears the world laughs at me mockingly,
When I am serious about something, people take it jokingly.

If I am friendly, my folks behave in a strange resentful way.
I want to be close to them, but they move away.

No one spares my emotions and blows them like a cigar’s smoke.
Life becomes so suffocating that it is prepared to choke.
It strangulates me with huge number of problems unsolved.
But in all my prayers my Lord you are always involved.

You will give me strength to fight for justice
One day surely the tornadoes of grief will cease.

You will light my trail with eternal bliss
In your feet my worn out soul will rest in peace.