
Is this how God wants to forge me by putting me between temptations and tests?
Is this how gold made by moulding it in fire and heat?
Is the end result satisfactory as it looks from the outer end?
Or will there be ever an end result at the so called end?
If the road looks misty what does one do?
Shall I take a U-turn everytime I find a steep slop?
What, why, when is where my world solely revolves.
Will there be a full-stop ever as my question mark evolves?