One Way to Life

2 Gates
Entry given to the longing
no access to masses thronging
sent to get a another pass
kept from being just a number

anticipating future
of life spent in control
knowing many fail to measure
still there is no easy way

The lock is open, latch undone
friend of saint
and brother sinner
finishing the setting sun

2 Roads
The high way, very long
Many take the short-cut found
upon the way when no one's looking
they miss the sentry on the tower

Power stays where cost is none
weakness follows seeking men
no one knows the full disclosure
only God can get that done

Never ending isn't accurate
marathon is better pace
hit the wall and finish course
right away we see the race

2 Crowds
Many are the streets of danger
many are the costs of gold
living in the chosen city
are the people to behold

From the center we adore Him
from a distance mockers mock
there is not a moment longer
where they cannot see the clock

Crowds can be so very fickle
turning on the tide come in
so we wait for better weather
so we wait for welcomed Friend

2 Destinations
The hill is steep
fraught with danger
of sideswipes and frightening figures
swoop down upon the chosen ones

They do not care to settle in
upon the sound of muffled voices
hushed to silence with one word
the name of Jesus stills all vices

Precious few find golden home
many seek a stronghold shelter
remnant chooses still small voice
a dwelling that is far far better