No point to cheese

Life’s short and no point to cheese
help me some one please
how to find a moment of time
there’s no control on hand
it moves and keep going
how to stop it from moving.

Time is the master
clock is the weather
It alters frequently
troubles mostly
we fall short of it
always we need it.

O god please takes take care of us
give some period to focus
on our life’s good and rotten
only then give us our end
so that we all become noble
as you never want us fumble.

God loves everyone

God loves everyone
we’re all his daughters and sons.
To someone he gives
To few he dispatch.

He examines and sees
but we cry and weep.
Good is what he does
he’s the one enormous.

If he gives less than necessary
we pray him for being in misery.
If he gives more than essential
we misuse and go for optional.

The best of his children are content
who’re always pleased and godsend.