This ole world

This ole world 
we live in might 
Soon decay.
Who I am,
What am I,
to even
say.
This ole world 
is heavy and
has gotten 
bitter.
Who am I,
to bicker 
If I may.
These walls get 
weaker with
time,
For I don’t need
to worry here 
on this earth
my real home
is up there on
High,
Where no teardrops 
will be in my eyes,
here on this earth 
lost time,
lost time,
Who am I,
Who am I..

~Deb