Trying of Your Faith

Many people today walk all over each other Just to get to the top Yet when they get their it's the top of what Others take in pleasure from a certain existent vice As if some creed that's caged animal that is in a tiny hole While we wait in eager anticipation to reach our destination The trying of our faith Embraced in sullen laughter fixed in casual fear For I had shed a single tear to numb its pain With spoken words in sadness Then faltering sadness gives way to ample gladness The trying of your faith with certain grace Through its quaint vibrant breeze that's sifted through the trees In vibrant shallow expense Filled in breeze in quaint isolation A shadow lurks in its etched beckoning call With hooks & loops supported after it all A cause to reflect on faint hearted restitution The trying of your faith marked on its blotted page Longing to recapture a torrent stream With a flash on the screen of your life amidst Painted faces abolished in its nearby stream Enchanted spaces filled up with myraid faces leaving traces In the dire silence of its beckoning call An impulse to touch the solemn exterior The madness in caged fury resistance To need a shoulder in which to cry on to lie against the fall Stand tall from a papal vow to a torn rhetoric decorum intact The trying of your faith works patience yet for some it can give them a heart attack?