When I was small I chose to be
A child of God, inspired and free
I’ve loved the Lord my whole life through
My faith in God’s been tried and true.
I’ve prayed so hard that I might find
A key that would one day unwind
The path to peace and heaven’s gate
Dear Lord, I hope it’s not too late !
Whomever thought I would live to be
Alive in another century
How fast all the years have whizzed on by
With a tender shrug and a sad goodbye.
While I’d like to believe it’s okay
Trying to pursue another day
In a world I neither fit nor last
Since the twentieth century’s passed !
AMEN.
There are times my pain evinces fears
And burdens life with unwanted tears
Moments when one is upended by
A lack of concern or passersby
Please help me Lord, so I may erase
The spell of doom that now clouds my face !
Time moves on more slowly now
As every minute counts somehow
We savor all as hours pass
Because we know these are the last.
There is no choice we can make
To hope to end or stop the ache
What is to be, ’twill be so
But until then tis status quo !
What power on this earth enslaves
Their people from each birth to graves,
What ancient curse now here exists
With strengths increased and still persists ?
Oh Lamb of God when will it cease
How long must we thirst for Your peace,
Though blind we are and bullied too
Our faith remains steadfast and true !
It doesn’t matter what I say
Sometimes my breath gets blown away
It doesn’t matter what I think
Sometimes I feel I’m on the brink !
It’s really hard to stay on track
Sometimes I want my body back
I am so tired of life on strike
Although I’ve learned to push the “Like”.
As I observe my patience grow
So many things I did not know
Get clearer still for me to see
There’s so much more that’s yet to be !
Those memories that we recall
At eventide before nightfall
Range from the sweet to discontent,
And wonder where the dreaming went ?
Since dreams are an integral part
Of wishes sent from each one’s heart
They speak to us with questions bold
And query what our futures hold !
The answer won’t be quite complete
It may be vague or indiscreet
For only God can know what’s next
He is the Author of the text !
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Claire V. Bogdanos 