What darkness awaits us
what calamity follows in disaster's escalation
is this the beginning of the end?
Oh Father ~ let's talk the truth
I tire of their heartless ways.
It's hot, it's cold, it's hot, it's cold
does heaven have more temperate days?
No longer embraced by warmth
I chill in the shadow of man
unity has become such a struggle
day after day ~ alone, i stand.
I lay me down in the evenings
and i even forget to pray
please don't count that against me.
I am still that same child
huddled in the darkest closet
begging you, Lord,
Please, just take me back!
Even after all these years.
Take me back!
I still don't like it here.
They kill, they hate, they maime, they crush,
they rape, they victimize,
and in war they trust.
They foster division at unity's stake
and for all of their treachery
I still can't convince myself to hate.
They speak of the night as if it's evil
even in light of the moon and stars
and Oh, that glorious deep blue canopy
that faithful blanket of security
they speak as if it never was
I'm tired, Lord.
I desire to move on.
I know there's still so much more to learn
but there are no teachers anymore.
have you taken them all home
and again ~ left me behind?
I walk through the valley
of the shadow of death
as life on Earth surely is
a shadow of what they fear the most
Oh Lord, just get me out of here.
I walk through each chilly day and night
in the shade of thy Holy will
and if it's thy will I continue on
though tired and alone
(A very personal poem, so please be merciful in your comments. No, I am not suicidal.)