Throughout the night, shadows make their way,
And by the light of day, they cast doubt.
Sad, sorry, tragic! They think they know.
They slink, they slide, they lie, steal, and cheat.

Snuffing out light and stomping on hope,
Making little of all the deceit.
They rely on breaking down goodness,
Splitting up what once stood together.

They view resistance, a futile thing,
Failing to recognize the power,
The strength and speed, of Light that’s within.
Feed the poor, care for the downtrodden.

Light travels and bends, it radiates,
generously spreads out across time.
Some wills have shadows that can’t stand truth.
Only Thine will to be done through Christ.

I am the light of the world, says the Lord; whoever follows me will have the light of life. – John 8:12