Thou Hast Made me

Written by: Wright Bankole

Thou hast made my life smooth
So crooked! All is well sooth
Like flowers of barbados
Laid on the green grass of parados
Why is it so? I bid to know
For there is utter rest in my soul
Oh creator! What do i believe?
The hula hoop or gravity's grieve
My greatest fear is the fall
Help me oh lord! Help to stand tall.