poems.

I watch as my world is on fire, emblazoned with grief and hate,i stand like a child, with a squirt gun in her handsi can’t put this out, i can’t put this out i don’t have the words to heal i don’t have the words to make right what is wrongi don’t have words that …

And I know behind these storm clouds,There’s a bright and clear blue sky,But I can’t make the clouds go,even if I try.

As a Father throws his arms out wide,to welcome home his son,Jesus stretched his arms out wide,against a cross, to welcome me.

I didn’t know that three years later this is where we’d beI didn’t know that the greener grass on the other side could be the grass of the days gone byI didn’t know that jazz music could make me sadI didn’t know how easily I’d give in to fear once more But I also didn’t …

For our sins Messiah was crucified, He carried the cross and in agony died, But our God made a way, for after three days, Christ arose and heaven broke wide.