Alone at Last
Behind You, it lies.
History which makes us wise.
Facts and Truths continue to rise.
Leading us to our demise.
Interesting, where everything sits.
Behind us in pieces and bits.
Waiting for us to find what fits.
Those truths are where God sits.
Not in front of us, not at all.
He sits behind us, so we do not fall.
Assuring us, while we stand tall.
He is our light, so we stay clear the wall.
The wall, is our own fight.
We create it, when we lose sight.
Of what it is we define as wrong or right,
Which is not our call, because He holds the light.
Where?
Behind Us.
We must not forget the blind spots.
History which makes us wise.
Facts and Truths continue to rise.
Leading us to our demise.
Interesting, where everything sits.
Behind us in pieces and bits.
Waiting for us to find what fits.
Those truths are where God sits.
Not in front of us, not at all.
He sits behind us, so we do not fall.
Assuring us, while we stand tall.
He is our light, so we stay clear the wall.
The wall, is our own fight.
We create it, when we lose sight.
Of what it is we define as wrong or right,
Which is not our call, because He holds the light.
Where?
Behind Us.
We must not forget the blind spots.