We never payed attention to history so mystery lead our path .
Days got older and seasons past .
Neither were we told that life was a lesson
And there was a lot to learn, nor the days were numbered!

We're afraid we'd wasted time and now our hands are tight.
We'd messed up big time ,
missed out of key things
And not thinking of going back .
It's not the set back we worry about .
But this time ,
We're trying to keep our heads straight not to turn-about ,because His grace abounds.

We did forgot our purpose.
Substituted our mission for fashions.
We were curious , even serious on miscalculations Which had lead us now to these abominations.

What else could we say ?
Some folks poked into our dreams and pushed us to the rim .
On our backs, a heavy yoke .
That was no joke !

In the choir we loved to singing,
So we never skipped to practice;
Even the pastor knew us by name!
Many used to called us gentlemen,although
Uncertainties clouded our omen.
Those moments, we lacked sanity
And confessed we ain't no saints.

This, we have to say ..
Let go back to the basis ,where we missed it and
Shutdown those moody faces .
Now that we're close to finding our purpose ,
Dwelling not on our flaws but to glow like roses on the floor.

Because This we know ;
Life's a test
We neither copy nor paste .
At every step, we've got to review it taste, like being chased on chess .
we lost combats in different zones but to gain impact in our horizons,yes ,the feedback pays
Cause Christ took the pains .
Struggles, hurdles all these burdens he'd taken away.

What else, have we to say ?
Christ is the way ,truth and the light
Outside him is death (There's no life not to mention purpose)!.



© I.J