The Last Good Fight

Wipe away all the tears,

but you say that's all that you have.  

But it's gone on for so many years.

that you can't even remember how to laugh.

You hope that the time comes,

that your life is not just a half,

a half of belonging, of seeing,

where your flag is at half mast.

When the only thing you know,

is sorrow and pain.

Which all you ever did was grow,

amongst the degradation and shame.

As you look to the Lord,

with your love, with someone to blame

Your dignity still in store

but it can't stop the rain.

So you're held up and beat down

with no where to go.

With all the gifts bestowed upon you

yet, none of them you can show.

The fire inside of you

and an ounce of dignity intact

with all the faith that you have

you wonder who has your back.

Is it cliche to think

that the words of Truth are actually true?

Supposed to hold us together

yet there are so few.

That, understand what I'm saying,

or am I the only one?

that keeps on praying,

but the answer is none.

So you're held up and beat down

and all of your strength and grace

but on this planet created for man

there seems to be no place.

No peace, no home,

no tunnel of light

just a long wind-y road

and just blurriness of sight.

So I wind up asking

for this very last time

not what is owed or

what should be mine.

But rather what could I do

with my needs bestowed upon me

and my love for you

is all that people would see.

So lift me up

and pick me up off the ground

give me once, what I knew

along with the new man that I have found.

For the glory only goes so far

if there's no one to show.  

So please give me this

or just let me go.

So no more held up or beat down

for this is all I know

So for who you have created

please please let me show.

If peace and salvation

is not just at the end

how did I lose so much

that I cant call the father the father or even my friend

As I look at this world

and I am not proud

yet in sickness or health

I still praise your name loud

The many gifts that have been given

they were once before

you leave me with only one

and when will she be no more

So I say this to you

with all of my heart

give me back myself

and the world will see my heart.

I'll stand up and fight

and give the glory to thy name

for there's no honor in sickness

just my spirit in shame.

Like said before

the three men I admire most

the father, the son,

and the holy ghost

But the love I feel from those

I surely can not boast

So I'm still held up and beat down

with no where to go.

This confusion in my head

I hope, is not all that I will know.

so pick me up

and put your hand into mine

let me feel your grace and love

and leave all this behind.

I'm not the only one who deserves this

I'm sure others do too

but I can't think of any one else

who loves you more than I do.

by Joshua Jet Vaughan ~ For all those hurting