Raving Mad

Why did my yearning heart only woe inherit
Why this soft breeze does ravage my spirit
Why sweet fragrance set me on a path dire
Why does this balmy sun sets my soul on fire?

Why does hither and yonder wander my soul
Why my deliverance is beyond my control
How many fond dreams must I yet squander
For how long astray this wayfarer wanders?

Oh, for the life of me, I never expected this
Lord, in your wicked world I see but no bliss,
Woe be thy providence for thus deceiving me
For what do I see? I see malevolence set free.

What a wanton trick you have played on me? 
Lord, If ever thy face by the daylight I see
I’ll proclaim thy judgment has gone amiss
In the scheme of things, Man is easy to dismiss!