The Other Side
This life I live is not my own. It belongs to someone else.
Happily surrendered, to he whose on the throne.
To see the daily chaos right before my eyes
leaves me brokenhearted, it will lead to our demise.
Though I am discouraged, I also must admit,
that love and humility, really do exist
On the other side, that of which I speak.
God is waiting patiently, upon the Mountain Peak.
Eternity awaits, when you find your way.
Beautiful and radiant, it's all on full display.
When the Lord has called me home, and I'm on the other side
Peace, love and happiness, will always be supplied.
Emptiness and misery, are what your sure to find,
if you cross back over, to the other side.
Copyright © Wayne Underwood | Year Posted 2017
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