When it comes, we can’t still it,
Slow thriving black spot of life,
It creeps in while we expect it,
Slow ending back drop of life.
Go away! Go away !! Leave us.
To be still, to live in peace,
To enjoy what’s left of living.
We have toiled. Lord, we are toiling,
Since We have time; to brave the
Tempests, thrive knowing What is
against us. But you, You are all around
us, Sending servants to prepare us.
To confuse and destroy us:
For when you saunter in and take Us.
Oh we are NoT blind yeT!
wE wiLl seE You,
wE Will KNOW iT’s you.
But ouR Hands will be too tired to Box WITH You.
Our feet will be Numb, we won’t flee from you.
We will know you, but..
We KNOW you…
We see your face but we forget.
We forget. We. Forget.
You will come.
I forget that you will come.
To take our bodies, to toy with us,
And we will watch it sag and refuse us.
You will take our minds, break our will.
Till we are hunched and at your mercy,
Our fists conjoined and at your mercy.
You will come and give us no time.
You will lead and leave us no time.
We will weep and wait for salvation.
Old age, lead us toward our salvation.