Why are we here today
Why did we wake this morn
Why came the sun the same
As it always comes?
Why do we breathe today
Why does our flesh tingle with warmth
Why does our tongue again speak
And prattle forever on?
Why did God choose today
Why did He give us life
Why another chance, another way
To glorify Him again?
Why do we slouch today
Why are we wasting precious time
Why don't we ask God why
And what He wants this day?
Tomorrow may not come
Our days on earth may end
And what can we say we've done
When to God face to face we stand?
-Aylin
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