The Fight

When the way is clear and bright,

And the entire world is filled with light,

It is easy to keep up the fight.

When the way begins to fade

And the world in bathed in shade,

Why keep up the fight?

When God Himself seems to be gone

And all the world to be overcome

Why keep up the fight?

When darkness starts to close around

And life lies bleeding on the ground,

Why keep up the fight?

When blood seeps in around our eyes

And they look up to the skies,

Why keep up the fight?

When shaking hands reach out in kindness

Showing love to your dying blindness

For them, keep up the fight.

When the Voice speaks your name

And you answer with no shame

You have done well with the fight.

When there comes a sudden brightness

And a blinding, brilliant lightness,

Suddenly there is no fight.

When darkness is no more

And Death is banished forevermore,

That is when we’ve won the fight.