The Soldier’s Call

Words can pierce the heart by aggression

Holding back the pain; our confession.

Keeping the smile on and the blue eyes bright

Wouldn’t ever want tears to see the light.

Because if you’re not strong; you’re weak,

No longer somethin’ the world will seek.

Some think you’re on a winning-streak

Reality is your soul’s grown meak.

They tell ya to dress it up; put on a bandage.

Do they even realize there’s permanent-damage?

Sure, the blood’s gone; you’ve been washed clean,

But the scar’s still there and your heart’s a crime-scene.

Evidence collected and suspect on trial;

Regardless of the “justice”; robbed of your smile.

You’re tormented by the Evil that dwells within

Satan’s waitin’ at the door seducin’ ya back to sin.

“You’re worthless, nothing, ugly, unfit,” he hisses

Somehow convinces you that you’re on trial in front of witnesses

But just before you thrown in the towel and say “I’m done,”

Jesus runs in and claims YOU as His son!…

“Lucifer…AWAY from him at once!” Christ thunders…

“Child, you’re worth my life, beautiful, and called to duty!”/ Satan shudders.

Words spoken by The Light extinguish darkness

Suddenly Satan’s been revealed as heartless.

Unable to be in the presence of Holiness

He slithers back to the dark hole-of-his.

Then God says,

“Son, I’ll win the War but your battle rages on,

Keep your eyes on me and meditate on my word

As you continue persevering, you’ll become bright as the Son

Darkness will be forced to flee from the light of the Sword!

My spirit dwells in your heart; keeping you upright

Now onward young soldier, you’ve been called to fight!”