Lost

Pressed for life during the struggle
This cold air creating a frost
Wandering deep in the valley of trouble
In sujood I found what I lost

When everything I was- was fake
Questions to scholars I tossed
With my life what am I to make?
But in sujood I found what I lost

A strong believer is clothed in meekness
At that time I'd do whatever it cost
So in my moment of total weakness
In sujood I found what I had lost

I was a charlatan, a liar and thief
Many lines I eventually crossed
Through His Grace in my heart came belief
And in sujood I found what I lost

In humble submission to Him
My morals are flying aloft
I'm grateful for the position I'm in
Through sujood now I'm no longer lost