Blame it on God

Tonight I will drink myself to death
These pockets be drained to their wreck
I will squander the fortune that's my sweat
My kids will yet again go hungry to bed
And I will blame it all on God
He is cute though he cheated with my best friend
He calls me a whore,my future he cares not
Too busy for me but I love him the same
Till the thorn pricks his own flower
And I will blame it all on God
I swore to be the best of parents
I'd spare the rod for words soft cotton
No punishment though uncouthness apparent
Till he kills his brother over a piece of mutton
And I will blame it all on God
My mornings are wafted of gossip
I merry at the failure of my enemies
How my friend's success begets envy
My prayers unanswered cause of the toxic
And I will blame it all on God
Everywhere is risky I choose to stay here
Waiting for the golden bell to ring for my dreams
Stuck in this comfort of failure and fears
Till age and time tires of the silenced screams
And I will blame it all on God.