No matter how long you want to stay the same
It finds you one way or another
Either large or small
It takes you by surprise
The feelings that it brings you
Like gifts wrapped on Christmas day
A mystery that surrounds you and waits for you to find for yourself
It can come like a storm
Unpredictable like rain from a clear sky
But eventually you find yourself living life with it
As if it were always there
And no matter how long you want to stay the same
You live with it and call it friend.

"Blessed be the Lord my strength, which teaches my hands to the war, and my fingers to fight.
Be not Thou far from me, O Lord.
My goodness, and my fortress; my high tower, and my deliverer; my shield, and he in whom I trust. O my God, I trust in thee: let me not be ashamed, let not my enemies triumph over"

Will you take my hand?
It is a bearer of many things
Pointing the direction of the people
And providing your sacred wings
Do not sit back and just watch
The toils of poor and mangled folk
Take up arms my fellow friends, for darkness we must choke
As we march unto the light
With our heads and honor high
Earthquakes we will cause
The ringing of the bells into the night
Even if the world does seem
To turn on the last remaining good men
They will not surrender and will fight to the bitter end
Join the rally join the cause
For a purer world to come
Don't sit back and only witness
What you could have always done
If the world joined all hands
In peaceful harmony
The evils of today
Would be but made up fantasy.