Gone in 60 Seconds

Days have passed, like the minute gone

A continues search to God’s own hand

Astray he goes along the wilderness

Still a quest for lasting happiness

But days have passed, like a minute gone




Enslaved by the world, the drifting heart

Yearning for an answer and yet depart

Confused soul awaiting for the time

A time to be nourished in a form of dime

But days have passed, like a minute gone

And so this rebel soul have clashed

That money and body he got so fast

Turning the world only his to live

Nothing to the Divine a piece he gives

Because days have passed him, like a minute gone




More things he did, beguiled his fellow

Everything his for there is no tomorrow

But a sudden tap on his shoulder he felt

A burning heat his whole body would melt

Satiable warmth covered him whole

In grief he cried: “God take my soul”

But it wasn’t God’s plan to punish him more

He wants that man in his altar stand tall




Days have passed like a minute gone

This once rebel soul turned God’s own hand