I’ve grown tired and weary
All things
Now a lot less cheery
I did ask for this
And I have known bliss
But now darkness is my wish
For the battle has been fought
And decided
All sides have been divided
I sit with the ones in darkness
The ones alone
The ones who were not chose
But rather defeated
And worked to the bone
We lost the fight
And now live in forever night
Victims of our oppositions strike
But it is still hard to say who was right
Even though one clearly had more might
In darkness one gains greater sight
Knows more what life is like
Understands more people’s plight
Victory is not all just delight
Defeated is now how I am
This is not tragedy
I do understand
Just part of the Lord’s great plan
Three steps more before I become a man
All things move with the hands of sand
Time necessary for our journey
But not just measured on a clock
Not just starts and stops
Or map plots
Or work on your calendar in time slots
There should be time for shocks
Time to build blocks
And a time to wear fun socks
When it comes it matters not
To know is the task
To wonder should be your first class
Now I stay in darkness to watch time pass
In this moment I wait
Be patient and regain my strength
Understand the distance of all lengths
I am not in pity
I am not in sadness
I am though in darkness
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