Sunday, December 16, 2018


Why did you give me wings to fly?
Still I am shackled to this earth
Tethered my roots deep, I am bound
Desperately I want to climb
Salvation born in fear of night
Placing our coins on all we know
Prayers we bequeath to judgement day
To false gods and heavens, let go
Damned this mirage of here and now
His pulpit reach, the actor's stage
The city din, swallows my cries
Simple pawn in a waiting game
Why did you give me wings to fly?
These tears to weep for shallow hurts
A voice strong to sing your glory
An empty pew to preach your word

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