Hand Of The Creater

Through the future i must look
from the past the life I took
I must stand tall and proud
Though love is all I've vowed

The time has come at-last
To look ahead from the past
The years I wasted
The tears I tasted

Never before have I grown
Today the evil has flown
From my body to the grave
For my baby I must be brave

So long to understand
What it takes to be a man
I wish only the best of my kin
and to finally depart from sin

The evil ways are through
From this day i will be true
I must stand tall
And caught you if you fall

I will be your guardian angel
I see life from another angle
Perspective is the answer best
To a good life in its quest

I hope your get my meaning
And the joy your beaming
I am glad to find you all well
As the truth is what I tell

I am not the best poet
But whoever so did swore it
I only wish I could give a better life
One away from the razor and the knife

Along the dark path you walk
The light you mustn't mock
To the heavens beyond the sky
Please do not cry

For if it is heaven I am to head
The is all i have pled
Greater to be alive
Than to be nearmore than a sigh