My life, A neutron of an atom, In the midst of positively and negatively charged particles, Pulling me into their worlds Both influencing my neutrality. If I claim to be neutral, I'm at deception. Whether cold or hot, For the lukewarm Shall be spilled out on the Last Day. Father, you are the Lord of positivity, And I surrender my soul to you, May I be an instrument unto honor, and by faith I'm accepted in the nucleus of your kingdom.