We strive to love and perfect.

I'd say your lost in some dark apparel, if not to use the heart God gave
If you stand, but stand for nothing, whats the use of being brave,

Some look like soldiers
Yet speak not, silent
without a voice no echo heard

Whilst others storm the mountains wide open
With the mighty wings
Of a bird

We are but human, and by nature serve
we strive to love and perfect

But those without, a due
A due, only form a patterned neglect.