Walk in the Park

Strange to know

You’re sticking around 

When so many stronger, tougher people 

You love 

Have not

It’s not a particular talent of mine 

But an act of grace 

That makes me myself 

So I owe it to them I guess

To see how it shakes out

But sticking around doesn’t mean

You’re not tired and scared shitless

Of what’s coming

Hearing the evil behind the good

All the time 

Is tiring

It makes it hard to relax

During walks in the park

But it’s important to remember 

That evil is the parasite 

Not the other way around 

Besides 

Believing in God 

Means it’s better to be defeated with Him

Than victorious without Him