I run the impossible race
With the gifts of courage and grace
With challenges up ahead
That will probably leave me dead
I forge ahead
Through the darkened path
Alone I tread
Through nature's wrath
My friends
My enemies
My Lord
My God
My son
This war
Has just
Begun
Hope and strength
Are hollow words
Against the length
Of golden swords
No man has ever finished the race
Even at the slowest pace
I try again and again
But when my strength's gone, what then
Without a bit of hope
Up the steepest hill
I have no time to mope
In the air there is a chill
The sun rises
The grass grows
The flowers bloom
The moon glows
The stars shine
The path carries on
This race
Has just
Begun
Get a grip, I say
Deliver me, Oh God
I pray to the Lord
My hands full of sod
Why did I run the race
One I could never win
To even try to keep pace
What a sin
But a voice From thy sky
Looks down on me and says:
Dream the impossible dream
run the impossible race
Build the unbeatable team
Don't lower your face
You're precious to me
Like a diamond or a pearl
I've grown you like a tree
So you long to be free
Run the impossible race
Win the unwinnable fight
Always give chance
To what you see as right
My Lord
My God
My Savior
My Counselor
My soul
My heart
My Enemy
My heroes
My king
My leader
My general
My judge and Jury
My father
My mother
My daughter
My son
This daunting task
This unwinnable race
Let it start
I'm ready to run
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Poetry (The beginning)
PoetryHey, I've been working on some poetry for a couple months now, and I recently decided to post it on Wattpad, so here it is... But first, some things of importance: 1. Everything in the book is mine, I did not steal anything, and if anyone helps me o...