Time draws near, I await my fate,
the fate all mortals must await;
Is God still firmly on his throne,
or must I make this trip alone?
My dimming faith has gone astray,
on this I think, on this I pray;
A sordid world of greed and sin
has stretched my faith extremely thin.
Am I alone, do others see
religion's vast diversity?
Eternal wars in faith's own name,
faith without works must take the blame.
Time's drawing near, but I must wait
To view the face of Heavens gate,
and when I see death's final glow
then I shall know, most surely know.
Can we ever change this desperate trend?