Unconditional

[dawnsday]

a son taken fallen on the asfault
pierced by the hate of his brothers
sinned to death layin covered
by the tears of his forgotten mother
who are we to ask for more
on our streets we wage a war
twisting the life He’s given us
creating lies out of our life
destruction raining on the beauty
ashes falling on the glory
of the world He gave
in love
we say it’s unfair
to take from such a young man
a life he never had the chance
to turn it around
he never found
jesus and who is he this man
to tell us we are unworthy
but we are unworthy
underserving
as still his love falls on us
we ask questions of why
pain is brought upon our lives
hope is born of suffering
compassion is grown from agony
his river of tears for the fallen
sons and daughters he watches
us wandering through the heat
of the desert of our lost lives
calling while we turn a deaf ear
though we deny him
in our failing
he is here
waiting for our hands to give in
to his love
for our legs
to tremble with fear of his power
he will shower down his
everlasting
the truth we aren’t grasping
forever is in him
we walk in hell on earth
with out the blessing of his worth
hell is seperation from god
he who sent his son to walk
a perfect life
and die in torture and pain
so we can be saved
our eyes are closed to him
but he watches still
we sink in our sin
he holds us above
blessed be the god
for unworthy though we are
gives us
unconditional love