The times are come, the words are said
The hope for peace too soon is dead
The evil that controls this earth
Is fighting now for all it’s worth.
The life we know from birth to grave
A gift from God, our souls to save
He does not fail, not ever still
For in the end, all do His will !
Why should I wish that life’s a blast
When any hour could be its last
Why should I dream or try to share
When no one’s left to love or care ?
Why do I hope the time has come
When all our troubles are undone
Why am I sure we’ll all be fine
If we’d but follow God’s design ?
Nay, do not flail against the darkness
That is a battle you cannot win
There’s but one way to beat its starkness
Just use a candle to bring light in !
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Claire V. Bogdanos 