Tell Them Christ Is Yet To Come

Tell them christ is yet to come The world is in shades of Terrorism As wars is always An existing trend Never to change Tell them christ is yet to come I wonder why so i sick Gods Face as i pray Tell them christ is yet to come Hoping unto God Hoping i can see him Face to face For in this cold world Alot i need to say to him In the zoo all is still same From yesterday's brutality Tell them christ is yet to come Looking unto God Wishing i could talk To him face to face For alot calamity need Be stopped in the world So always i wonder If truly there is a God In heaven How much more Will he allow the good Die young Yes how much more is left for the innocent to live Without a grife Tell them christ is yet to come I just wish i cant talk to him For i dont understand This world full of wickedness anymore With an endless ignorance Hatred is born everywhere So If i have to pray Then i have to swear For humans to repent as the priest says Tell them christ is yet to come