wars and pressing.

i see arrows
i’m at a loss for words
i feel the war
i’m frozen in the zone.

money haunts
time is aching
fear teases
lies are mistaken.

and we’re left with nothing
but surrender
and hope that our hearts
stay tender.

it’s not easy to keep faith
or to hold onto trust
when money shrivels
and possessions are hindered,
and the fall is to blame
whilst regretting our shame.

we. are. not. alone.

put these words in a frame
not forgetting our name
we are all but aflame
putting trust in his name.

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