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Hope
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Light and Dark Death, destruction, Mayhem, corruption, the pain, the silence, the sorrow, the violence
All these
things
we see in
our youth. With all of these things, where is the Truth? With all of the evil, why do you feel?
Heck, even puppets make funny the word “KEEL!” The agony is unrelenting, the mourning is
unreal, our hearts are all closed up,
useless bloodshed is their seal. Apathy
overwhelms our senses, leaving everything unreal. With our minds drugged, how can we feel?
I once saw a picture, it’s name was printed “Hope.” A blind girl with a broken harp, the artist
must be on dope! But then I saw,
with my mind’s eye the sunshine
bright behind her and then I
realized that God couldn’t be too much kinder.
He’s given us so much: beauty, love, and life, a hope that ends the bitterness, anger, pain, and
strife, that we have no right to say “God this is all your fault,”
such should be the motto of a self-righteous/humanist cult.
He gave us hope you see, when He died for you and me
and made us all so free by baptism of death on Calvary.
You see, His death
and life sealed the
deal, so love between
us and the Father we
again could feel.
