The ultimate decision

A line was drawn in the sand filtered

Through its etched silence within hand
Amidst twilight faith will at last break the mends
It is my distant hope that someday we will understand;
Through a sullen desolation marked on its blotted page

Torn,

In sadness within its peril with silence;

The ultimate decision based on commonplace.
It's eternal implications with its soul vested trace
A falling away from grace;
Mark the man who was willing to share.

An opened door through its billows chase

Make no mistake,

Among its pain a source filled gain
To count the cost through it's heart felt trace
The ultimate decision amidst its say
A cover that was once blown in the untimely way
Broad spectrum having its ellusive figure
A solemn tree with branched leaves blowing in the breeze
Excuse me!

Some make their beds while others simply lie in them

Simply put we either make or break a biblical covenant
The ultimate decision amidst life's means;
It's a matter of life or death.

Count the cost

We let things stay in too far long to hide its pain

We trust in self to sing its gloomy song
We each need a tender shoulder to hide yet find none
We slip into its crimesome tide that only blinds some
We sit in idle desperation torn at its words
We each mix viscious words that know it hurts
Yet do we ever count the cost to the one we have to do
A given sense of logic torn across a papal pew
Back alley decisions made in the darkest of night
Having come full circle into the fullness of light
Then to shift toward its gloom & doom with fright
A lost story filled up with remorse shall seal your tomb
We then get frantic in our complacency alone
As in our pillaged idol throne at home;
Then we look inward toward a choiced resolution
With a word spoken in the dark
Has now come full bloom into its fullness of light
A peril sorted vex proned into desolation
Count the cost when reason ceases to exist
An inward look at its harmony
To its hidden beasts of reality
In sore displeasure grived at the climatic numbing of the weather;

If we each reach deep inside from the ability to hide
Behind its false hidden garb filled up in compromise
Count the cost!