Plan
"If you want to make God laugh,
Tell Him your plan."
Walking up to the pearly gates of Heaven,
My dream that I want to fulfill.
I remember being seven,
and ask my Mom of "goodwill."
She said it is what is need to go on,
And makes us ignore the Cons.
God is all we need,
And there is no reason to plead.
She asked one thing for me,
"Have faith and be who you should be."
God has already planned my path,
It is my job to make it my craft.
A project of life that I may control,
As long as I go along with the flow.
So tell God my plan,
I may make Him laugh,
But all my trust is in His hands.
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