Make a Stand

Make a Stand


What do you choose? Do you wish to make a choice?
And use your voice; nay, make a stand,
With a clenched fist hand and tell them your demands.


Or with a whispered whimper, will you fade away?
And lay in your grave; and finally, you pray.
To a God up above, who you never showed love;
Or devotion, or any emotion; except for resignation.


Help me God in my hour of need.
I promise I'll keep my promise to thee
And then when your life is peachy cream;
Your promises fade and become a part of the scene.


I say stick with your belief,
That their God does not exist.
Then maybe you'll be able to keep your dignity
And have no need to break any promise.



(C)2011 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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