Our Life is Meant

August 9, 2011

We stand upon a crossroad as we gaze

And watch the world's traffic speeding by,

A vast computer dominates our days

As we recall lost beauty with a sigh

And look upon a world gone awry.

Destruction on a superhuman scale

Tears into the fabric of our lives

Powerless to act our leaders fail

Unable to quell dissent anger thrives

And now the voice of anarchy arrives

And finds its dwelling in the heart of man.

But all our 'isms' fail and we are left

To change ourselves within is all we can,

Our future taken from us we feel bereft

Of our humanity and the gift

Of life ending in the hour of death.

But after all we ask, 'why are we here'

If but to die in one last gasping breath.

If God in us awakes what need we fear

Our life is meant to draw the Godhead near.