" Is it of mercy and grace I continue as a understanding man, in iniquity which separates God from man? Or is it a lesson which one deserves to live distressed confused in the way every prayer is answered as was it faithful prayed? A schism between my love and divine in eyes. I sow and my hands immoral war are needing justice to scold them sore. I know it's my blessings curse and my curses blessing either or by my power is my weakness even more. The pit or the clouds?"