What do I do when I’ve learned a truth?

What do I do, Lord? Me, a youth?

Show me, Lord, show me just what to do!

How, oh Lord, should I follow you?

Confusion and turmoil in my head,

All because of what you said!

What should I do, Lord, tell me what!

The instructions, highlight; the paper, cut.

In this uneasy form I lay

And dream and think my night away

“Perhaps the answer will come,” I yawn,

“And break upon my just like dawn