"It is not too late / To struggle with fate"

I Triumph Today

Between womb and tomb
Does the world eat us
And then excrete us
Within a locked room
Where each is alone
With each to his own
And only the gloom
Such light might provide
As leaks from outside?

Between womb and tomb
That is how it seems
When we lose our dreams
And sorrows subsume
The hope we once knew
When skies which burned blue
Have charred to dull black
When we lose our way
And night steals the day

Now I steal it back
To live free by choice
I have found my voice
And now I will speak
It is not too late
To struggle with fate
No more being weak
By strength I rejoice:
I triumph today

+Steven Curtis Lance



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