Nothing can take away the permanency of the situation.
Moments passing, not breathing, thoughts racing.
Where to go, we cannot escape this manifestation.
The only option, is to deal with this placing.

A choice to make, a price to pay.
A second moment never comes.
Unfortunately this button is stuck on play.
This precious gift, here for many suns.

I cannot take away life, but I can give it.
Actually- a vessel to bring life.
Jesus is the official writ.
But even His walk did not come without strife.

Now I pray, struggle, wonder.
But I know I will win, because Jesus defeated the Under.