Richard W. Reith

STANDING STRONG

Standing strong is not so easy
when your life is on the line.
And a heart that rests uneasy
cannot count on God’s design.

Standing strong against the demon,
Standing fast against a foe,
When terror’s all that’s setting in,
Foreboding is all I know.

Standing strong for loved ones,
battling with their fears:
Playing clown from sun to sun
till real life interferes.

Walking down that lonesome path,
walking in a trance:
Wond’ring why I deserved God’s wrath,
this fickle circumstance.

Though doubts and darkness smother me,
I endure with head held high.
I demand to stand with the ones who live…
and not the ones who die.