But God
Alone at the bottom
Lost at sea
Drifting down the wrong fork
Why is this me?
Squint up toward the sky
Reaching to heaven itself
But my soul is too much
Back down we fell.
I see all the things I have
But nothing I can take
We thought the stuff brings smiles
Yes, and they are fake.
But God left us a path
A narrow line for each to walk
A map to eternal life
If we let Him talk
Even at the very end
His Grace will always win
Just have faith in His word
For eternal life to begin
shannon apollo 