Before Sunset

I woke at dawn reminiscing, large thoughts contradicting the mind like the wind and the sea waves; At once i realize something great was missing, Pushed to the four cardinal point without being able to make decision like slaves; I wonder if i die before sunset. I perceive misery and pain, but am not misjudged i deserve pains as my gain; To the world i came not out of my own will, I wish something could be done to save me! If i die before sunset. Not partly righteous.. i was the man on the sycamore; My ways i denounce i don't want you no more! i appreciate and want to abide by the rules of my creator, reflecting on his words, making his prophets and messengers my mentor then shall i rejoice if called before sunset..