it is masked in pleasant contentment
it is a charade of poison which is sweet at the first touch to the lips
We have fled to our own reasoning
it has betrayed our first love
our knowledge is a plunged dagger in the back
When we were younger we could clearly see truth
our youth confirmed our passion
We visited miracles and dined in the company of Christ
Now, with experience has come doubt
with doubt has come fear
and fear has clouded our infant truth like a thick fog
Our hope now remains with in the prayers of others
as we swagger in this world's religion of self
those that are left behind are shattered
But in this weakness there is true strength
God's love is abounding and his presence overwhelming
Through His power and mercy we can rise from our own ashes
God Bless you.....
