When we were young
We didn't pray as often as we like
We have excuses to escape the ritual
Late nights, homework or work
Thinking of praying
Is always not in the radar
It is always on finding wealth
Feed the body and mind
Every waking hour
Thinking of an easy life
Living in the dreams
Believing it can happen
As the years passing on
Dreams happen or fail in pursuit
Age is ranking up its numbers
Then we have to change our goals
Praying will begin
Praying for forgiveness and sins
The decades of neglect
Saying sorry is the easiest to reflect
Life is a witch
It grooms and make us itch
Searching for the good life
Sometimes we fail or cry or regret
But praying will ease the flow
The echo of words and silence grow
The feeling of lightness in the mind
The pursuit will begin to enjoy life
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