Moving in a straight line while going round a bend.
One step forward, two steps back,
Can't remember where I started, unsure if it will end.
A never-ending journey on a nonexistent track.
Getting nowhere fast I hear voices say.
Weights hold me back as I try to proceed.
Using all my strength so I'm weaker every day,
But I have to keep pushing if I am to succeed.
The chains of my heritage bind my limbs
Restricting any progress and physical motion
Remembering words from an old church hymn
Before I lapsed in my beliefs and my devotion
Fire in my throat makes it hard to inhale
As my breathing becomes labored and shallow
Thorns from the undergrowth try their best to impale
As the path becomes darker and narrow
For seventy years plus I've endured on my way
To a place that no person has seen
By regaining my faith and taking time to pray
I will go where nobody has been.
So, I must soldier on to find the bright light
No complaints will I make, nor will I moan
There will only be winners at the end of this fight
And pure joy that we have found our way home.