what's in a word
when all it can do is stir
emotions that we never thought
could move us to places of haught
who is to blame
the powers that are
moving our lives towards our dream
yet pushing our patience up to the brim
when will it be
for we cannot wait
in the proper timing that is being set
forcing us to gamble our lives with one single bet
where will this go
for times are changing
fast enough to make our heads spin
back to the basics, stop, look and listen
why is it so
the lives we set aside
haunting us to our yonder grave
is this what i get when peace is all i crave
how will it end
such trifles that we think of
could ruin our very dear principles
yet we still end up breathing for God is Faithful
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