Let It All Be This Way

Let the so-called disharmonized melodies Take away my intelligence quotient, Let it send me away mentally, imaginatively. Let the so-called unhealthy disease of epilepsy Rob away the skepticism in human beings (away from me), Let me feel and think deeply, more than averagely. Let the so-called risk of illness Envelope my physical body’s final moments of life. Let me feel as if it’s a way of finding God personally again. Let the so-called disorderly depression Teach me the existential meaning of loneliness, Let me feel down, but I believe I can turn it all around and ‘round.