Adrenaline Poem by S. I. Rednow

Oh the pleasure man tries to embrace
Offers money to travel through space
But rejects the grace that would open the place
That would put us in front of Gods face

At the thought of adventure we cleave
But with heaven we seem so naive
No mind can conceive if we only believe
There's no sadness or reason to grieve

It's the thrill that we all can afford
There's a universe needing explored
So lay down your sword because peace is restored
We'll be living within one accord