The long lived old fellow he is ninety three
I asked him of god and where his god might be
With a smile he looked towards the sky saying god i do not see
The god i believe in is living in me
He added to the god i believe in i never do pray
The one who lives in me and in me will stay
For as long as i live till my last night and day
I leave it to others to pray to their gods from them far away
The passing of time had left him wrinkled, bald and gray
Time takes care of everyone as the wise one does say
His answers to my questions to me not a surprise
As he had learned from life and time had left him wise
He looked towards the sky saying god there i cannot see
The only god i believe in is living in me.
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