What Is True...My God

My God,

These are some troubled waters 

Not sure if from the tears we've cried

Or the storms we've faced 

My God

All I know...

Is we need clarity...

The young fading faster than their elders 

Elders so lost they parading as teens

My God

All I know

You've always been on time...

Restore lost hope

Affirm that their prayers

Are just whispers in time

My God

With so many seeking answers

When so many have left without a clue 

It is so difficult to remain faithful 

When pain and despair is all you see

My God 

I didn't write this just for me...

Maybe there is another torn

Questioning it all

But with nothing left...

Calls on what is true...