Fraught with danger this daily walk,
As hand-in-hand we battle the foe.
Through foolish acts and foolish talk,
Into the darkness hence we go.
Faith–What faith we question still,
As answers yield no answers forth.
On hands and knees we climb the hill;
The devil tempts our mortal worth.
O’ the struggle, eternal test,
We try yet fail more oft’ than not.
Attempt as we may to do our best
It ends in sin and soul filled rot.
Yet for all our faults and feelings of loss
We’re assured of life through death on the cross.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~