A Man, The Man
Along came they
Along came the years
Ingathering together
Observing my fears
Their goal, carry me away
But behold, his hand nears
I slip, I fall
Engulfed by tears
Lo, upon the great waters
Stands a man
Said man, of Bethlehem
Though I toiled
Battled the oar
The raging sea
The tempest roar
My only find
How I was so wrong
For for me the current
Far too strong
But Lo, He calms me
The storm and the sea
This man, said man
Said from Bethlehem
From years of old
Of him I been told
The one from Galilee
Only now, my faith bolds
My heart sold
For how he walks with me
In distasterous brink
No more a fearful thought
For how shall I fear a wind
My God has taught
I behold not so far
A refuge, safe land
There be the very ground
On which my saviour stands
Behold the man
Said man from Bethlehem
From years of old
Of him I been told
Who walked in Galilee
Only now, my heart is sold
For how I see
Jesus my Lord
Walks the road with me
(30/12/2011)
Let’s hold hands together
I’ll make the troubles smothered
As I believe,
Worst thing can only get better
Let’s lighten our path up, life’s like a game
This zig zag will never be the same
As you walked through it once
Hard will never be your word twice
Let’s jump on this gap, leap by leap
There’s no trend to weep
Stack your bolds in a heap
You’ll defeat foggy life trip
A stony heart and my pain,
Fights together for a gain,
They thunder as clouds,
They spark as lightening pods.
They burn their pain,
They eat always sustain.
They blame eachother,
And broken their feather.
From childhood to olds,
They struggle for bolds.
They never learn a lesson,
Argument is their fashion.
They put pressure on them,
They like each other’s trim.
They never understand,
A fact of life’s brand.
They lost their peace,
And patience in a race.
What will we achieving?
If nothing takes a person dying.
They never compromise,
But both are wise.
They plan always peace.
But they like it to freeze.
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