Finished

Each day is like a race to the top But it's not our pace that is set It's our job not to stop At any means not even if we cease to sweat People falling left and right Because of theft and sin We start to lose our sight Just so we can win But in this race we face It is not us who set the pace The world with its views And the hierarchical top few The race we cannot finish Just because our faith has diminished he is the only ending worth the fight But does who is left want to do what's right If it means eternal life without any strife Because when his son died on the cross And paid the ultimate cost With those finishing final words He ended the end of days Started a new slate for the worlds As his children left his gaze His last words known to every linguist Dying breath "It is finished"