Hope of the World: Spoken Word

I'm going to scream right now because I've got a problem.

I've got a problem because my heart beats to slow and my life goes to fast.

My friends come and go and my happiness doesn't last. 

My mom keeps crying and my fathers gone mad. 

The world keeps pushing and I'm right at that edge.

This is that bridge, that cliff, that last gasping breath.

This is our hands on our head and our tears in our bed.

This is our fall to our knees and our last final stretch.  

I'm going to scream because I'm chasing wind and making sin seem okay.

I wrote my pain on both arms: Lately it's the only way.

I painted my bedroom walls blood red.

I watched the bloodshed like thorns on my Lord's head. 

I'm in the bullpit.

My enemies are shooting, locked and loaded bullets and I'm trying to keep moving.

So, I'm going to scream right now!

Because I am not alone.

I can live on the streets because I am not at home.

I can live off bread and wine because I already know.

There's a God and a heaven and a better place to go.

There's a story and a worship and a solid place to roam.

There's a purpose and a reason and a hope.

I'm going to scream right now because there is hope.