This is no time for,
I knock on your door.

We were born engines running,
motors out of tune.
At first stumbling through life,
tripping and falling at times.
Making mistakes,
in other words messing up.

Poor little engines,
running and not knowing,
were we're going.

When I first woke up,
life scared the color out of me.
My engine was running rough,
but I figured I'd better get tough,
real quick.

What runs this engine fine to tune,
whatever it was,
I needed it.
Old enough to know,
a fine tuned engine will go.
It will go better,
run faster and smoother.

I needed a good mechanic,
The creator showed up on the scene.
His book of instructions highly visible,
some took heed,
others went on to bleed.
So did I,
running in the rough.

Survival in a mean world,
that was suppose to be nice.
Devils and serpents influencing,
some not needing their influence.
I never liked the devil,
or anything associated
where people got hurt.
Hey, devil slide to dirt.
I always felt for other humans.
Maybe my engine was
running smooth after all,
I just didn't know it.

Then there was the creator teaching love,
what is this love you teach your highest?
I love it if it helps us poor humans.
So I decided to follow.
I've been following ever since.
Because I love people,
I love myself.
When we look in a mirror,
we see another,
different image,
same design.

So if we're the same,
maybe we all run on
the same energy source.
I never liked feeling sad,
being hurt so bad.
I hate seeing others in this position,
in pain suffering,
I prayed a lot,
the more I prayed and asked,
the harder life got.

hEY! does this praying help,
seems like it don't at times.
Then one day it hit me.
God ran over me like a tank.

I've been smiling
and feeling good every since then.
I don't really know where I'm going,
but I know how I'll be traveling.
My engine will be running fined tuned,
crash and burn,
love and learn.
You'll travel further,
go stronger in positivity.
Even a small fraction of the creators knowledge,
will graduate you from college.

Mechanic!

G