There Is Hope
There are words on the walls
Of the inner city buildings
Displaying vulgar interpretations
Of life
There are hints on the streets
That things may get better
As gangs disassemble
And die
But the now in this place
As you walk down the streets
Is of fear and hesitation
Thoughts to run
Because… you all know
Things don’t change that quickly
Most young ones on the streets
Have guns
Why has the world gone crazy?
When will it ever change?
Life that we knew, no longer true
It’s a mess and so rearranged
…but there is hope…
There’s a sign on the wall
Enter here, if you will
The Lord calls you to come
Inside
It’s a church, built of brick
A foundation so strong
Inviting us all in, to keep us
Alive
But we pass and keep walking
As the streets stay dark
And it’s in these moments
We cry
So the people that pass
Inspire fear and horror
That we think this evening
We’ll die
Why has the world gone crazy?
When will it ever change?
Life that we knew, no longer true
It’s a mess and so rearranged
…but there is hope…
As a candle still flickers
In the corner of the church
Undying burning of hope
It lives
Not a dollar, just prayer
Is all you will need
For it’s your love, He’s asking
You give
There is hope
There is light
There you are
Copyright © Michael Degenhardt | Year Posted 2011
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