HUMAN

I’m so human

I’m so broken 

God please show me

Where to go from here

 

Why is His love not enough?

What more is there to gain?

I keep wasting time on substitutes

And it only ends in pain. 

 

I’ve had enough of this world

I’ve seen enough to know

That it only leaves you broken

And wanting so much more

 

And that’s what He came into

He met us where we are

Just to prove that He

Can handle all our scars

 

He took the weight of sin

Which God knows I can’t bear

And killed it on the tree

My shame was His to wear

 

Yet somehow still

I grip this world tight

I refuse to let go

And accept what I know is right

 

I’m stuck here in my failures

But I know they’re not true

I’m only human

But my future lies with you

BIRDS PT. 3

If I were a bird

I’d have vertigo

And fall to the ground

 

I wasn’t made for the sky 

I don’t have the wings

That I need to fly

 

It’s easy to say 

‘I wish I were them,

I want what they have’

 

But It’s better to say

‘I’m not a bird,

I’ll make the most of what I do have’

 

So here’s the conclusion of it all:

Let’s stop wishing

And start living

With what we’re given

BIRDS PT. 2

Ah the rush

To feel the cool

The colors vibrant

It’s so surreal

 

Close your eyes

And take it in

To not enjoy it

Is a sin

 

I don’t understand

The folks who say

They’re content where they are

They’re happy, they’ll stay

 

No need to explore

The world around you,

You have all you need

Right here about you?

 

What about perspective?

How can you have it

When all you do

Is stay protected?

 

Get on out there!

See the sights!

Be a bird 

And enjoy the flight

Ego

My head is bigger than my heart,

My ego ready to burst apart.

The world doesn’t revolve around me

And what I say today

Won’t change the world anyway.

 

Here’s what I learned about the economy:

Inflation doesn’t cause harmony

And what does is just a little bit of honesty.

That being said,

I need more heart and less of my head.

Weary Traveler

Friends will come and go with the wind

And you’ll find yourself alone again.

 

Seasons of loneliness will come

And trust me, they’re no fun.

But in time they’ll pass

Just like the grass

And life will keep on going.

 

Good friends are hard to find

And when they leave it plays with the mind.

It hurts and leaves you broken,

Just wishing they had spoken

Something – anything to let you know

That where you’re going they won’t go.

And then the pain sets in.

 

But take heart, weary traveler!

As you walk along, the road gets easier

And while the going is hard

And you feel beaten and scarred,

Just know it can’t last forever.

 

And when you’re through, you’ll see

Life isn’t even about me

And you’ll open your eyes

And see through the lies

And then help others be free.

Monster.

There’s a monster in my closet.

I hope he doesn’t bite.

If he even shows his face

He’s gonna have a fight.

There’s a human in my bedroom.

I don’t know what to do.

If he comes looking for a shirt

I might turn a nasty shade of blue.

I’m mighty scared of monsters.

But I can’t let that on.

They can smell fear they say,

But I hope to heaven I’m wrong.

Gee I’m scared of humans.

They’re so loud and smelly.

If he’s not gone in a few days

I think he’ll make me silly.

I’m moving out, that’s for sure.

I can’t cohabit with creeps.

Hang on, I’ll pack my things and go,

Trying hard not to make a peep.

I’m happy the human left the room.

He was quite an ugly sight.

The only problem is when he left

He forgot to turn off the light!

Faithful

He was faithful then,

He’ll be faithful now;

Never has my God let me down.

 

My dreams are shattered,

My faith is shaken;

Lord help me in my unbelief.

Here I stand and choose

To revel in Your name;

God of all the world, you are my relief!

 

He was faithful then,

He’ll be faithful now;

My God, you never let me down

Dream Big

Creativity, candy for the brain.

Colors, relief for the pain.

Money, food for the vain.

Light, life for the stained.

Knowledge, truth for the trained.

Power, a soul engrained.

Crime, to cope with the blame.

Anger, voice of the enflamed.

Courage, to free the enslaved.

America, home to the free and the brave.

Prayers, for the lost and depraved.

Hope, for those alive and in the grave.

Dreams, to strengthen and to save.