Viewing
Sitting here at a viewing
A friend has passed faith unrenewing
All questions sealed left to besearch
While faith had brought me to this church
So many tears in many eyes
Somehow I know god hears their cries
The things not meant for us to know
Will come to light the day we go
As we give back our souls for free
So others may yet come to be
To my friend tony we mourn your loss
Tortured mind that begets vague foreboding,
nebulous thoughts that twist into despair,
reason into mania eroding,
as grimaced lips mumble a nameless prayer.
Guilt as guillotine slices all reason
as blame pierces the faith that once was true,
voice of accusation cries out “Treason!”
for telling taboo secrets about you.
Dark winds howl as winter’s night surrenders
to vanquished faith obscured in pallid light.
Decanted soul, despondency renders
to shadows writhing past all hope in sight.
Yet morning sun in mercy and good cheer,
emits dawn’s light to chase away all fear.
Stop for a moment and take a deep breath
After everything you've lost, consider what is left
Sure, your life is not how you use to perceive
But that doesn't mean your faith has to leave
You can get it back through God's good grace
All you need to do is believe and don't lose face
This isn't the end, you have much more to look to
But the change must first begin within you
Just like the three men in th bible the king labeled as liars
Christ, if you let him, will pull you through your fires
Pray and believe, have faith in your works
Hit Satan in his temptation, where it hurts
Everything you lost, you can get it all back
Just never give up, and in what you do never slack
So stop for a moment and take a deep breath
And after everything you lost, think about what is left
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