Who am I?
They are waiting
For my answer,
So sure
That I will
Fall into their steps.
What should I say?
How should I
Tell them that
I am trying
To find
My own way?
"Are you
With us?"
They snarl
Like a pack
Of foreboding
Wolves.
They seem
Perfect
On the outside
But filled
With flaws
On the inside.
I don't really
Want to be
With them,
But do I
Have a choice?
Yes,
I realize.
I feel braver
As I realize
That there is
Always
Another way.
Wasn't that
What the preacher
Was talking about?
I can stand
For what
Is right…
Even though
Others
May think
I am wrong.
But who
Really cares
What they think
When I
Stand for God?
Is He not
More
Powerful
Than they?
They,
Who fill
Their hearts
With evil
And tempt
Innocent ones
To follow them?
'Lord,'
I think,
'Grant me
The strength
To stand
For You.'
'You who saved
The Israelites
From the
Pharoah
And conquered
The giant.'