Gray clouds, chills in the air
The first sight of a water drop is what wakes me up to face reality
To face what is in front of me
Is it the idea of constantly using guys like a piece of recycled trash?
To dirty the very body that God has made just for me
Is it mentally the awareness that throb my very soul
To think as far as to when the pain first starts
Many drops on my head and the feeling is just unbearable
To face reality is one journey I dare not cross
But God cross the path to where he dies to save our sins
Why can’t I do the same?
I can with God by my side!
Running in the rain I feel as lost as before
I fall…………………..
Approach by a priest who stares through my eyes
Through my empty soul
A whisper of forgiveness burns as fire burns flesh
I crumble!
As I rose again drops of tears rolls down my eyes
Mistakes comes by many, but when given a chance to make a 180 turn 90 degree angle then it is these very steps that gears us back in the path of the Lord!