If I have ever failed to bow down
To You
Even for a day
I’m falling on my knees
Right now
Hoping that You listen
To what I have to say:
For twenty-three years
Passed
From hand to hand
And with every new set
The old ones disappeared
For twenty-three years
Life
Felt like one big mess
The loss
The grief
The hatred
The anger
The uncertainty
To say the least
For twenty-three years
Blessings
Were bestowed upon me
And with each of those
A sacrifice was made to Thee
I regard You as my only
Father
Not just spiritually,
But humanly
There was never another
And even though You blessed me with
Two substitute mothers
Everybody knows
The soul and heart of a young girl
Yearns
To be with her biological mother
And even though she, too, was
Ripped
From my life
Too soon
You still blessed me with a brother
One person whom I’ve come to
Believe
Will stay throughout my lifetime
One person whom I’ve come to
Believe
Will not be taken from me
One person whom I’ve come to
Believe
Will not come to the end of his life
Before I’ve reached the peak of mine
But all those believes mean
Nothing!
Nothing!
Nothing!
When I see his dying soul
Through those cold
Confused eyes
When I watch him
Barely
Holding on
His hands slipping and I can’t pull him back
When he gasps for breath
And his body screams for help
If I have ever failed to bow down
To You
Even for a day
I’m falling on my hands and knees
This very day
Begging You
Hear my plea
Hear my cry
Please!
Bring him back to life