'Till Jesus Comes

‘Till Jesus Comes

Here I sit; broken hearted,
Came to play; the others all departed,
Shadows invade my corner and fester,
To others I am just a mere flea; one who will pester,
Sometimes my mind is filled with aggression,
I am caged in stifled progression,
I look through the bars,
Forced to bow to the beautifully clean tsars,
Far off in the distance I hear the drumbeat mounting,
Waiting for my day of budding; furiously counting,
I wake every morning,
To the sun’s early dawning,
I rest when the sky is red at night,
It is my; the psalmist’s delight,
I pray to the eternal,
For him to save me from the fiery infernal,
He hears my lonely lament,
He hears my cry for my faith in him to be like cement,
Not quite a Man,
Though not quite damned,
I sing a song happily,
Though slightly off key; and some will say quite crappily,
This little light of mine,
I’m gonna let it shine,
For the love I see around me I will rhyme,
So, this little light of mine,
I’m gonna let it shine,
Let it shine,
Let it shine,
Let it shine,
‘Till Jesus Comes,
‘Till Jesus Comes,
‘Till Jesus Comes…