all that is to be

I'm holding on for glory

I'm on the edge of my seat

I'm waiting for the victory

surely God will not defeat

I'm waiting for the tolling

of the Philadelphia bell

will we again be champions?

or do we burn in Hell?

innocence lays squandered

on the side of the road

little ones may not know it

but it's a very heavy load

am I the only one who sees?

all we stand to lose

God will sort out injustice

I pray that this is true

liars and cheats in the market

hoodwinked are their lot

but the good Lord stands among us

to cast the demons out

my heart believes the relevant

the truth will set us free

with an angel on the shoulder

of all that is to be

Poetry by M.J.B. is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 United States License