Human beings,
earth and universe kings,
rulers of all other things.
We have dominion over the lowers,
power to be the growers,
knowledge as the knowers.
Some say we will self terminate,
with self destruction being our fate.
But I say we'll reach heavens gate,
And the devil will eventually terminate,
then we will all better relate.

We haven't traveled this far,
to have our fate knocked ajar.
There is a light,
one strong in might,
that has us in his sight.
We may stumble,
and at times bumble,
but never will we crumble.

Noah's Arch,
to some sits in some unknown park.
Unknown to plenty,
but visible to many.
As plain as the eye can see,
the Arch's power is still with me.
It lost visibilty,
but never influencibility.
It saved us from the flood,
then rested in the mudd.

When the distructive fire flashes,
there will be ashes,
again we will survive,
and forever live.
There will be no Arch,
but a protector Patriarch.
Some call him Jesus,
others deny and fuss.
But to me he is a must.

This may sound like a Biblical story,
but the Bible is all we have to show his glory.
Having faith,
is just as easy as not having faith.
Through all the pain and suffering,
there is still sign of some power caring.
Life had a Master plan,
and the master was wiser than man.

The theory of evolution,
offers no true solution.
Evolution is humanity in motion,
we overcome, adapt and improvise to lifes creative ocean,
So evolution is also apart of God's survival portion.
Some try to seperate,
but I mix and relate,
to better understand my fate.

There is a power in the universe,
deny it or curse.
Whether God exist or not,
this world will definitely end up being hot.
When the heat is on,
I pray upon,
my faith in a heavenly power,
even though life at times turns sour.

No one has all the answers,
each of us searches for our own answers.
If you can truly look out into the night sky,
and never wonder why,
or where all of the facination came from,
then it maybe easy to succumb,
to any kind of jury,
and a victim of any theory.

I look out and say yes,
and never ever guess,
about my facination,
with our origination,
in relation,
to a creator,
or Superior protector.

To me,
it's not the fact of existing,
it's the feeling of power in believing.
If I only live a moment,
its an enjoyment,
a hope,
a fulfilling scope,
that helps me to better cope.

Believing in nothing,
leaves only nothing.
Nothing from nothing,
leaves nothing.

God,
represents Good,
about as good,
as any other,
God.

Or maybe you prefer evil,
Faith in the devil.
If so,
this is your right,
your right,
is as fair as my right.
And maybe as strong in sight.
We all have a right.

Or,
maybe you believe in nothing.
this is also your right.
But you have nothing in sight,
nothing in might,
nothing to share your fright,
especially in the dark of night.

I have faith and Colonel Colt,
to aid my stunning jolt.
One don't work,
then the other one might,
this is my right,
and a part of my might.

A vision in might,

power in sight.

G