Life given, Take not Away
He thinks of these thoughts,
now resolute, thereafter he says,
"Tonight, I'll drink with the guys and girls, and party all night long. Till late at night,
I'll return home.
Sometime after midnight, or early morning the next day, he slowly staggers home.
The smiling face, happy facade
quickly drifting away.
"Today, I'll do it. I'm much too
stressed to go on living."
He tells himself, upon arriving home. With a rope and knife
prepared in the dark, his life
reaches an end.
Why did he have a knife in his hand, you ask?
It's 'cause he actually didn't want to die, that he took the
knife with him to try to cut
the rope at the last second.
The thing is, even though he
didn't actually want death, he chose it. Woe to his young
wife and beautiful children.
I didn't actually know the
young fellow but some time
just before he died, I saw him.
I remembered him and it hurt.
Though, we couldn't bring him
back, I wish someone had seen
through his facade and stopped
to look beyond his fake smile.
Gave him a hug and sat to talk
with him, let him spill all about
his troubles and worries,
then tell him:
Friend, Jesus loves you and He
saves, rest all your burden on him. He'll make your smile
genuine again, or like before
never before, and inform you
that you are capable of winning
over the struggles of life with
his help.
Since I or anyone else can't do for him that which I wish,
I'll have to keep his beautiful
wife and young children
always in my prayer.