When The End Comes
Firm I will stand
Firm I may fall.
Whether I deny the truths
Or decide to believe anything at all.
Technology consumes your time.
Time consumes my years.
Often lost in my mind
And constantly driven by my fears.
Learning from mistakes
Yet, coincidently making them again.
Then determining to get it right
For I must lose to win.
Giving back to those around me
For I feel something inside
Meeting and greeting great people
In me, they confide.
For I know not their struggles
Only of mine
Though I may have dark days
I always have some shine.
And...
Firm I have fallen
But one day I have won
when God opens the gates for me
and says, "Well Done."
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