Poets’ Corner

Tear down the walls,You hide behind,Make sure they fall,You're no longer blind.

This brazen little idol,Made of glass and wires.Lights up my night, As I burn the midnight fires.

God didn’t bring you this far in life, Only now to suddenly let you fall.

Out of the ashes, Into the Potter's hands.

Voices from everywhere, Tell me what’s what.They say what I should think,Some tell me what I should not

Are you lost?I’m trying to find you,but I can’t find my way.

I’m good at wearing masks,In fact, I’ve practiced every day.

There is a secret garden,in my heart of hearts.Where all my hopes are hidden, where dreams are ripped apart.

You have yours ready, You just want to throw There is your target, Someone you don’t even know.

Leaving a legacyWhat’s in your dash?Hope for the futureBased on your past?

Come to Jesus,The cost is free.He paid your way,Don't get hung up on fees.

I’ll not succumb to walls in this room,I refuse to suffocate in the gloom.

The fire in me, Burns bright for all.I want the world to see So that no one will fall.

Life is a highway

You act just like your father...