Hum hum hum:
Whistle, distracted;
Can’t forget,
And yet I try.
But the truth?
Humiliation
Is God’s means
By which we die;
If we let
God plant within us
Seeds that grow
To humble pie.
Hum hum hum:
Whistle, distracted;
Can’t forget,
And yet I try.
But the truth?
Humiliation
Is God’s means
By which we die;
If we let
God plant within us
Seeds that grow
To humble pie.