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