Awe Gust

I look to each side of the road,
On one a brother gone,
On the other; a sister lost,
Behind me I carried a heavy load,
Ahead an uncertain dawn,
All around me is covered with a slumbering frost,
I’ve known too much rejection,
There are too many entries in my Diary of Pain,
Walls must be crumbled,
I’ve seen too many come with correction,
I will no longer refrain,
Until all the clans are humbled,
So I ask for more hands,
For more minds, spirits, souls,
Send an angel to my side,
So that we can teach to all the lands,
Until that day when the last bells toll,
But we must not hide,
We will work in the ways of the Lord,
We will wait on our Father,
Praying for the fallen,
We shall never be bored,
His kingdom is worth our bother,
Because of his Grace we are no longer Saulin’...