We are, But the pawns of God, And he being the chess master, Moves us from one block to another, We are, But the pawns of God, He being the king, Decides our fate, And, Puts us in a situation or another, When He wishes, He makes us soar like a hawk, And, Sometimes, Make us crawl through life, All a pawn can do, Follow the king’s command, For we are the pawns of God, Whatever we wish, Whatever we say, Only His will becomes the play, From life’s first to final act, We can just only react, To all that what happens to us, Though we may wish to take a course, He is the one, who brings his force, To ease our pain or make an increase, His will is supreme, Though we may say that it is extreme, There’s a purpose of every move, He puts people and He removes, To test the endurance of the pawn, To test us in happiness he brings dawn, And to try us in dark, He br