I am my Creator’s creation; my Designer’s design

Like a piece of art drawn by an artist’s hand, I have a destiny.

A predetermined fate set by the hand of my Maker.

A set date of birth, and a set date of death.

Who are you to tell me how to live?

I have a body with four limbs, two lungs and one beating heart,

That beats like a bomb that ticks.

I only have one life so I guard it with every breath,

So that I can live my life to the fullest,

So like John Locke said: don’t tell me what I can’t do

Like every human on the planet, I have a soul,

That the Lord gave to me, to cherish it everyday.

The day I tell it off is the day I go to hell.

So if you tell me to go to hell, believe me, my soul won’t

Every day of my life is another chapter in a book.

I call it MY GREATEST HITS because it’s nothing less than great.

The only thing I hate is that it’s a book I’ll never finish,

Because when the end is near, that book will never close.

Now that you’ve heard my story, I ask you what is yours.

The Lord told me that I would have a great life,

And I know he told you the same.  So now that you know the truth,

I dare you to tell me that your life sucks.