Do not look at me and cry
You never let me try
Your family's fame
Disqualified me from the game
And we're threats
To your existence and wealths
I was emotionally distressed
Many nights I prayed
To find the Moses' oak
Cries turned me a baby bloke
I wanted you instead of golds
I found many not needed oaks
We existed together in dreams
At Ur of the Chaldeans
I found Abraham's oak instead
I prayed there in real life
At this present hour
I dwell there in glee
As I waited patiently
God answered me urgently
And now that I've found it
You may cry in secret
With a bit of regret
But do not look at me and cry