More To Life
Winds, rain, they torture our souls.
The day that the hurricane hit,
Nobody was ready, too many lives were stolen.
Still, there's gotta be more to life.
People helping, but is it enough?
They went through hell and pain at the same time,
We were too late,
We can't make up for a woman's child that died.
Still, there's gotta be more to life.
I watched the wreckage from my computer screen,
I close my eyes and start praying,
"God, Please just let this be a bad dream!"
I open my eyes, nothing has changed.
Nothing has moved, everything is the same.
Still there's gotta be more to life.
Honor and Courage, these people had nothing left, but the clothes on their backs.
They are so strong; Even as the bodies pile up,
Stack, by stack.
I dream of their courage, I wish I had their hope,
Their lives have changed dramatically,
And I pray that the refugees will be able to cope.
Still there's gotta be more to life.
Some doubt that God was even there,
that he caused this disaster.
But we have no one else to blame but ourselves, we just sat there and stared.
It will take years for us to repair,
But the only reason God did this,
Is to prove to us, that he cares..
"In remembrance of all those that lost their lives, and for those who lost their loved
ones from Hurricane Katrina; May God help you through this time of pain and despair..."-
Matt
Copyright © Matthew Grund | Year Posted 2005
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