A dimly lit street
So many incomplete
Drugs overflowing
Death rate growing
Teens in despair
Parents rarely care
Although this is dismal
There’s something more criminal
A crime often unnoticed
You never thought you did this
To pretend God doesn’t exist
Even in His midst
Why, child, do you doubt
He has the power to lift you out
Out of whatever circumstance
That makes you feel at a distance
Yes, it may not be easy
But is God your reality
Where is your hope
You, above all, can cope
You will never walk alone
You will always have a home
What will come later
Is so much greater
So do not only see the temporal
For that would be truly criminal
Christ has given us so much more
So why Christian are you on the floor