Gods Army
As we awake, from these unpleasant dreams.
We toss, we turn, we even flip it seems.
These lives, can be a rough and stormy night.
But we still swing, we still fight.
The ends may be close, or even near.
But our lives we cheerish but will not fear.
Just like many, we know the drill.
The way up, is thru Gods will.
So if we act a little smarmy.
Its, we`re especially covered, we,re in Gods Army.
Copyright © Rick Johnson | Year Posted 2006
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