Tis this life we live,
how it overshadows reality,
why do we even exist?
why does God spare us?
do we ever consider our purpose?
or do we just float along like a leaf in the wind,

We are but flakes in a snow fall,
to be melted and then to wash away,
how can we ever understand creation,
when we can't even agree on above,

We walk not by seeing,
but by believing the words of man,
our faith has been drained from us,
we are but empty bodies,
awaiting the grave,

When shall we submit to him?
when shall honesty be poured from our souls?
when will glory and honor cross our cheeks?
God is not asleep,
his words do not betray his love,

The time is now to arise,
the sunset has not crossed the horizon,
the darkness is still knocking on the door,
hold on to the light of hope...

Dayne-Christopher