Until. - Poem by dave lessard
Until our youths learn war no more,
and nations stop their rage,
we can't go forward through that door,
to that peaceful center stage.
We can't embrace the truth,
that love is for us all;
that hate knows only sorrow,
since Eve and Adam's fall,
we've blighted our tomorrow.
Until the lust for greed,
exceeds our love of God;
we'll never find the road,
as embarrassing we plod,
and shoulder heavy loads.
The end is not the goal,
the journey comes from Spirit;
the flesh just drags us down,
if it's evil, don't go near it,
'cause hell is where you're bound.
Until the lie is turned to truth,
then you fight a losing battle;
you are doomed before you start,
all you see is death's dark rattle,
all you break is your own heart.
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