Waste of Grace

Til the stars touch the nights lights

Til the black surrenders itself

We walk alone in this life

We walk alone in the world

Apart from the God we once knew

Apart from each other in mattered decay

Separated by this dissidence of indifference

Separated by communication dismay

More than this is that which was

More than all the lives spent untouched

Our existence is shattered by choice

Our selves against ourselves

We walk around each other

We walk right by our brothers

How to this is more or less than ever

How to mend the broken remainder

This is what we are clay matter

This is how we scar each other

We are for we

We are not for you

For us this is not owed

For us this was paid

Children falling

Children failing

Squandering unending powers

Squandering pockets torn

Torn across the veil of paint

Torn across the innocence

Sing it from beginning to end

Sing now the Amen

Call it out call it all

Call the last to be the first

What now say you

What is left say you

It is divided amongst us all

It is divided and broken

Cry now to call

Cry now us all

Hope for what more

Hope for more of this

Faith and Love and Hope

Bestow us Down

To where we all belong

Crush with might a writtled fist

Crush us down the rabbit's nest

This is what is owed us

This is who we have become

Uphold no more the man as God

Uphold no honor upon the humans

Why do you Grace us with false lives

Why do you taunt us when we all die

Trapped mortality with immortal gifts

Trapped with thoughts of rage and lift

Though we shine on

Though we strive and suffer

Holy, holy, holy