It is well in my soul

All is well
well with no complain
In motherwell my soul.
It is well ,
It is well in my soul.

Well enough
to shine as the sunrises
on the East valley
In this winter zinger valley.
Overflowing mist
of shame in life time
Journey full of dirty
filthy deadly deeds.
It is well in my soul.

My soul may feel
so not relaxed
Feel so pressurised
Feel so pushed away
In the bushes
full of brushed
aside souls.
But it is well in my soul

I may be surrounded
by soul searchers
The jackals of life
Trying to chew my lifestyle.
It is well in my soul.

Well enough
Enough to enlighten
my sorrows and shame
To remove the baggage
on my shoulders.
It is well in my soul.

By Bulelani happyboy