If you can be sure

That just a little more

Isn’t what you want

You’ll know it then

Where you stand

For the measure of a man

Is in what he’s given

In how many he’s forgiven

When you hit your knees

And sit down to pray

Do you wonder sometimes?

If your heart’s in the right place

And we all know the delusion

Of the Judgement day

Even if it doesn’t come to pass

Can you lie down on bed at night?

And know that you stood up

For all you believed was right

Or, if you sided with the wrongs

Do you dare to look inside?

And shirk back in fright

You see a caricature of faith

Grin back at you in its death

Do you rise from your bed?

And hit on your knees again

What do you say?

What do you pray?

Such a moment of grace

When you don’t count you wins;

And toss all your losses

In the waste bin of past

Stand tall on your feet

And dare to dream

Once again

You connect to the one

And have the grace to come undone

Being human

You carry the burden of imaginary sins

But you carry the divinity

To reach that place within

That surplus conscience

That can dare to stand the test of time

In your grace to come undone

Live one moment after another

Not in hope of pleasure and fame

And give what you can

You’ll be human again

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