Laid there a panting Criminal,
To the left was a flaming Hemlock tree,
To the right was gentle  cold of white snow,
Hello crawled to the right
Leaving behind the grey road.
As he embraced the snow
Smiled and said
God, you saved me once more

Light imbued words joining each other
Creating a spell unique to one's mind
Showing honest care, like a mother

Wishing one's healing in a silent prayer
Believing in the magical power of faith
Citing without a sound, in a pleading manner

Sincere hope in fixing a rupture
Achieving what cannot be done
Ever longing for a brighter future

Do not come too close—God will cry.
A silent watcher in the endless sky.
A duty held for endless years,
Yet even gods can drown in tears.

To see it all and never change,
To watch, unmoved, through joy and pain.
What if, one day, He let it go?
A whisper lost beneath the snow.

Would He surrender? Would He break?
Would He abandon what’s at stake?
If even He could lose His mind,
Then what of us, so weak, so blind?

Don’t look at the sky, deceiving skies,
The world will end, you may gonna fry.
Get ready—don’t cry,
God is the trust in the darkest minds,
Don’t get too close, or God will cry.

Things crumble, crying skies,
Land sheeps, all so dry.
When no god, no man shall ever die,
All eternity—a whisper of flies.
God sees when sight has,
If God sees, why for a change
Do we pray without a lie?
No man shall live for a lie.

In God we trust, but us, we lie.
Why create God in a world full of eyes?
All can see, and none can die,
Unless you see none is there to actually cry.
Yet all are there when all lie,
Of a being falling from the sky,
Teaching us of past tribes,
How they lived and others shall die.
For them we save, and us, we try,
Can lie to death but still can’t die.

None can sleep after they try
To know God and find the lie.
That all was God—and still we die.
On land we stay, no heaven, no cry,
None shall lie when lands dry.
Souls forgotten still live in lies,
To others bring evil in the trial,
To get wins to the same lie,
And it ends in one scene—
All say, "Why don’t we say one little lie?"

Again, God lies to the ones who die,
They still cry, and they can also lie.

May God see—and choose to die.

Just in case you get this message
Be sure to tell it to the sister
Who’s down and out
Who lost their way,
Who no longer have hope
And now don’t care anymore.

Just in case you get this message
Be sure to tell the brother man
Who’s lost his job,
Who’s lost hope,
Whose manhood is gone
And now he doesn’t care anymore.

HOLD ON!
Your change is coming
So, HOLD ON!
Your change is coming
So, HOLD ON!
HOLD ON!
There is hope for you!
There is hope for you!
There’s hope for YOU!

On a tight rope
Between spiders webs
Swaying in the wind
Life flows and ebbs

Rain crashes down
Choices to be made
To run back or ahead
My vision it fades

To my rights whats known
The ideal bubble
From whats been told
Risen from the rubble

To my left it whispers
A gentle caress
It sparkles, it glimmers
Feels free from the mess

If I turn to my left
A cord tugs my back
Could I free myself
To cut some slack

Seems if I let go
Ill fall to fate
Will I fly to the sky
Or claim check mate

Taking a deep breath
I release whats safe
Trust in the unknown
With this leap of faith

When God came into my life,
I was young,
Younger than I am currently,
Starting to pick up on all of the strife,
And though it stung,
I was still very naive.
Things stopped making sense,
And I felt a voice inside of me,
Telling me to confess,
And learn a new life to lead.

Everything changed,
And I opened my eyes,
I saw the world in a new light.
I felt an urge to care,
Where before I wouldn’t dare,
For better or worse,
Free from my former curse.

When God came into my life,
He showed me the light,
At the time,
When I needed it most,
To prepare for the upcoming fight.
If He hadn’t,
I can’t guarantee I’d survive.
There’s light at the end of the tunnel.
Don’t make decisions that get you into trouble.
It’s okay to cry,
To let your emotions fly,
No need to constantly hide,
Behind the layers of your mind.
There’s people who want to see you,
They’re waiting just outside,
You just have to be willing,
To search and to find.
“Knock and the door will be opened.”
If I ask.
I hope I stay on the path,
And are committed to the task.
Don’t want to go astray,
Or break away.

When God held my hand,
As I listened,
To my friend’s discontentment and resentment,
I kept my head held high.
If He wasn’t there,
I can’t say for certain I’d still be around.
When my friend attempted,
To throw away her life,
And she did what she did,
Perhaps I’d be by her side.

When God pulled me up,
From the hole I dug,
Because I believed,
That listening was enough,
To change her,
Yet, I found myself stranded in muck.
He’s kept my head on my shoulders,
When I look down,
He tilts my chin toward the sky.
He doesn’t judge me for my failures,
I wish I could see myself,
Through His eyes.

I don’t ever thank him,
For all He’s done for me,
But when my life seems to unravel at the seams,
I believe.
That tomorrow, He’ll be with me like he was today,
He’ll hold my hand to keep me from going astray,
As long as I keep on keeping on,
Along the way.
He will show me brighter days!

When God came into my life,
He showed that the world was more than pain and strife,
And as long as I’m alive,
I hope I never leave his side…

i don't want to adhere to a faith that's unkind,
all this pain i've been holding, i know it's not mine,
but i can't give it back, it made me who i am,
one who lives as a saint will still die as a man.

there's a door that can take me wherever i want,
but i need to obey, to abstain and withhold
my own truth, as it is, for it stains the divine,
but i'll never adhere to a faith that's unkind.