Bit by bit
I begin
To understand it
And piece by piece
I put the puzzle together,
Ya see?
For each and every
One of us are blessed
With life
With love
With blood
With breath
And each and every
One of us are stressed
With strife
With hate
With disease
With death
But, nevertheless
We all have our individual
calling
Yet some are blind
Some are deaf
Some are deceived
And some are just stalling
All in all -
I find this spiritual plague
Quite appalling
For each man
And each woman
Is quite aware
Of God's longing
His plea
His cry
His desire
His yearning
For His heart for you
Is quite passionately burning
Therefore, each and every
One needs to let down their
Guards and open their hearts
Open their ears
Their mind
Their soul
And Their eyes
And submit themselves to the LORD
His plea
His desire
His longing
His cries
And that's how ALL of us
Should live our lives
Before we fall
Before we fail
Before we're deceived
And before we die
This Is the plea
Of a lonely old man -
This is his cry
At the end of the day
I just had to try
Now I bid you farewell,
My good friends
Now it's time for goodbye
Signed,
A lonely old man
Something I came up with while thinking about stuff on the porch.
