When the Going Gets Tough...(2003)

The glass that breaks, by none, my friend Can ever be joined again For, cracks remain, as scars persist And these, no one can mend. The waves that rise, cannot be tamed By a child's desperate fist Or the glare of a noonday sun Be obscured by morning's mist. The thunder peals cannot be quelled At best, you shut your ears The lightning flash still burns the tree You see, though you don't hear. On you walk, your cross seems hard To bear, you fight your tears You wear a mask, and smile to hide From all, your hidden fears. You call out loud " My God don't hide, Or turn Your face away, My prayers hear, some answers give, My God, please light my way". As a fly with broken wings You thrash upon the ground; Unsure of what you have to do And lost- no helps' around. When interminable the night does seem And the day- eons away, Blinded by time and unshed tears Upon your feet you sway. The fog envelopes you and now Ahead you cannot see. You know, a lot you have to do 'Yourself' you fail to be. Off the sheer mountainface you fall And yet, you dare to hope You dare to mouth a prayer and look Upward for a rope. I ask You, God; do teach me this How to smile and not to bend Though all seems lost, just let me trust That yes, this night shall end.