No Control
A world filled with destruction and turmoil
War threatening blood spilled on home soil
Fires and sickness bringing life to a spoil
Can only wait for heartbreak to embroil
I pray to God, that in the end he will be my friend
Thru the pain and anger I'm just not able to comprehend
As i fear in the darkest moments I'll be left to fend
Hoping the Lord's warm embrace will wend my soul to mend
Even though my fate may be unknown
Calling Heaven home in the end, has been well known
For there I will never have to feel left alone
Whilst kneeling before Gods golden throne
1/29/2020
Copyright © Jeremy Smith | Year Posted 2020
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