Rambling Thoughts

Before a throne

We stand alone

Naked as the day

When faced with wrath

Who wouldn’t abash

(Well maybe you wouldn’t

I would)

How would one approach

Without reproach

And face a righteous day

I will not lie, I cannot rely, on my self to save

All is my own understanding

On sand I am standing

Who can know your ways

I heard from a brick

Sure it was thick

Breaking thoughts malaise