Purpose

A heart pure and strong A mind so quick and clever A voice that can reach out A world to be made better My purpose not derived From luscious looks or pleasant sight But rather from the person That is dwelling there inside For if we simply strive For attention or self-fame Our legacy will die The day we meet our grave A pretty face to look at Is all they'll ever see But I want them to see God Not simply to see me This world that lies so broken So lost and so confused Trapped within the fleeting Wanting just to be amused Skin will surely crumble Riches go to waste Years turn to months And months turn to days I've been put here for a reason A purpose pumping through my veins And even if I lose myself That one thing will remain So when all is said and done Any I'm lying in the ground What will I have become Will I have made my father proud?