The Road I Have Traveled

I came forth from the water a clean and humble man,

With a new appreciation, for the mercy in God’s plan.

This plan is full of wisdom, it was written with God’s love.

This path demands my patience, and guidance from above.

This road that I have traveled I have traveled in my pride.

I thought I had a family but now none are by my side.

I thought that I’d be happy with ignoring others’ pain.

But being that secluded was driving me insane.

That road that I did travel ended in a “T”

And I was left with two options as to the man that I could be.

I started to the left, but was told to choose the right

By two clean-cut men that were dressed in black and white.

I came forth from the water having been reborn.

I’ll comfort those that need it and mourn with those that mourn.

I’ll take upon me burdens from others that I love

Then gain a giant strength from a loving God above.

This road that I now travel, is a straight and narrow one,

That I will choose to walk along, until the war is won,

This road that I now travel, runs with an iron rod,

And I will hold it firmly, until I hold my God!

At Fights End

The fight was long, and full of pain,
The pain was worth, what i did gain,
I gained the chance, to live as a king,
And of my God, In praises sing,

The fight was long, and full of tears,
But a loving God, Has calmed my fears,
He sent His son, to live with men,
And if we hear, We'll live again,

The fight was long, or so I thought,
But with his blood, My soul was bought,
Now I return, to heaven's sod,
Where I will live, live with my God!

Saving Grace

In this pit, I live my life,
I bring about my worldly strife,
I justify my words and deeds,
Neglecting all my spiritual needs,

I live within the laws of man,
Forgetting about the Gospel plan,
I forge and fight with my own hand,
To watch my joy, fall like sand,

In the end, I have just pain,
For I have lost, what I could gain,
But God's own son, has ransomed me,
He calmly waits to hears my plea,

And if i fall, beneath my pride,
I'll find that He, is at my side,
Then in his hands, I'll find a call,
And through his strength, I'll never fall.

The Duty of Men

It is the job of any man,
To love and serve, As to God's plan,
To give of time, blood, sweat, and tears,
To put aside one's worldly fears,

It is the job, of a son of God,
To cling unto, the Iron rod,
And live a life to make mom beam,
To earn a spot, on Heaven's team,

It is the Job of any mother's son,
To find a girl, To call his hun,
To know that she is always right,
Then love and serve, and NEVER fight,

It is the Job, Of any girl's guy,
To find a ring, And then to buy,
To take that girl, With him to wed,
Then by their God, In faith be lead.

The call to arms

On right and left, We've felt the heat,
As our brothers fall and die,
While Satan's drums pound out a beat,
And mothers begin to cry,

The call to arms, has filled the air,
Our enemies align,
The time to fight, is here not there,
Stop waiting for a sign,

Our cause is just, We cannot lose,
So turn from worldly lust,
To check the time, It's time to choose,
And in our savior trust!

The Path of Sin

While upon the path of sin,
I'll try really hard, but fail to win,
I'll live within the chains that bind,
I'll search for peace, but never find,

While upon the path of men,
I'll try to win, But fail again,
I'll curse the ground and kick the dust,
While filled with so much hate and lust,

While upon this Trodden trail,
I'll begin to cry, But refuse to fail,
I'll check the maps, I'll search all day,
I'll look to find a happier way,

Then once I leave that Rotten Road,
I'll find a man to share my load,
To Him my load, will feel quite light,
Then arm in arm, we'll walk all night,

Then from within, I'll start to feel,
A love with strength, and power to heal,
That's when I'll know, with whom I trod,
And I'll fall to His feet, and kiss my God!

He heard the call

He Heard The Call

He loved his wife, and little boy,

And in his life, he knew great joy,

until the day, he heard the call,

And in his heart he could not stall,

As he watched, he chocked back tears,

Then hugged his wife, to calm her fears,

All that night, he couldn't sleep,

As he pictured, those grown men weep,

It was that night, he heard the call,

And in his heart, he could not stall,

He kissed his wife, and hugged his son,

Then he stood in line, to get his gun,

The days flew by, or so it would seem,

And now his boy, has become a teen,

He loves his son, With all his heart,

But there is so much time, that they're apart,

This is the life of those that fight,

And we'll wish them home, with all our might,

To all of you, of whom i write,

Your safe return is our delight!