I Wait Poem by Randy McClave

Once there stood a fortress, a wall
Man, said that it could not ever fall,
Then God told the Israelites to blow a horn
Then the wall fell, and faith was reborn.
Man's work did sprawl.

Man can easily and happily kill
Usually for vengeance or for the thrill,
He grabs his gun and then he will shoot
He might take a life, but the soul he can't loot.
It's all in God's will.

A bullet can put me to the ground
But, only God knows when I am bound,
Any bullet could easily end my life
But, only God can take care of my strife.
So, I wait for the sound.

Randy L. McClave