A TEST

[Civis American 9]

                            A Test

 

In 1774, men began to declare liberty 

In 2020, men are beginning to beg for safety 

 

In 1776, they took the word of the truly wise

In 2020, a single authority’s word will suffice

 

In 1942, men embarked to save the world

In 2020, men are kicking the world

 

In 2001, men ran freely into burning buildings 

In 2020, men scurry masked into isolated buildings 

 

In 1965, men peacefully spoke and protested

In 2020, men violently loot and attack 

 

The day given is the same for all, in all times, eras and ages, 

Yet what we see is that one rises while the other falls

 

So, when all is said and done what will Americans say,

That they lost their way of life or that they nobly strove with every single day? 

 

Blessed is the man that takes advantage of liberty and prosperity 

Cursed is the man that is tempted into perfidy and infamy 

 

Man is here for a moment, fleeting like a shadow, the hour glass never stopping, precious time, sacredly lent, yet like grains of sand slipping through his fingers, 

 

So one asks, what is the point? 

 

What is this foisted drama?

 

What is this short time given for? 

 

 Let the answer here be declared, to the cowardly and daring a like, to all with ears willing to hear and hearts willing to accept, 

 

It is a test from Man

 

It is a test from GOD

 

In the arena, we call life

 

On the stage, we call the world 

 

We are but dust and blood; 

We are but bone and marrow;

We are but a single beating heart; 

We are but fragile limb and muscle

 

But there is a spark that infuses us with something greater to meet this challenge, to accept this drama, in this arena, on this stage, 

 

This heat and fire touches us all

It is the divine and nature’s sacred call 

It is virtue, valor, wisdom and justice all

 

But who is willing to find it, hold it and keep it? 

 

History tells the story: 

 

Wide is the way to defeat and disgrace, and many take it

Large is the gate that accepts them in their new horrid place

 

Narrow is the way to glory and victory, and few take it

Small is the door that accepts them onto their new champion’s floor

 

God and posterity is on the other side,  waiting before that gate, waiting before that door, so what will we say? 

 

Say, I missed the test 

Say, I didn’t know it was a test

Say, I couldn’t see the test

Say, I couldn’t come to believe it was a test 

Say, I didn’t have the strength to meet the test 

 

I AM SORRY! 
 

OR

 

..................

 

 

 

 

Edited September 22 by Civis American

[Constitutional Patriot 267]

5 hours ago, Civis American said:

                            A Test

 

In 1774, men began to declare liberty 

In 2020, men are beginning to beg for safety 

 

In 1776, they took the word of the truly wise

In 2020, a single authority’s word will suffice

 

In 1942, men embarked to save the world

In 2020, men are kicking the world

 

In 2001, men ran freely into burning buildings 

In 2020, men scurry masked into isolated buildings 

 

In 1965, men peacefully spoke and protested

In 2020, men violently loot and attack 

 

The day given is the same for all, in all times, eras and ages, 

Yet what we see is that one rises while the other falls

 

So, when all is said and done what will Americans say,

That they lost their way of life or that they nobly strove with every single day? 

 

Blessed is the man that takes advantage of liberty and prosperity 

Cursed is the man that is tempted into perfidy and infamy 

 

Man is here for a moment, fleeting like a shadow, the hour glass never stopping, precious time, sacredly lent, yet like grains of sand slipping through his fingers, 

 

So one asks, what is the point? 

 

What is this foisted drama?

 

What is this short time given for? 

 

 Let the answer here be declared, to the cowardly and daring a like, to all with ears willing to hear and hearts willing to accept, 

 

It is a test from Man

 

It is a test from GOD

 

In the arena, we call life

 

On the stage, we call the world 

 

We are but dust and blood; 

We are but bone and marrow;

We are but a single beating heart; 

We are but fragile limb and muscle

 

But there is a spark that infuses us with something greater to meet this challenge, to accept this drama, in this arena, on this stage, 

 

This heat and fire touches us all

It is the divine and nature’s sacred call 

It is virtue, valor, wisdom and justice all

 

But who is willing to find it, hold it and keep it? 

 

History tells the story: 

 

Wide is the way to defeat and disgrace, and many take it

Large is the gate that accepts them in their new horrid place

 

Narrow is the way to glory and victory, and few take it

Small is the door that accepts them onto their new champion’s floor

 

God and posterity is on the other side,  waiting before that gate, waiting before that door, so what will we say? 

 

Say, I missed the test 

Say, I didn’t know it was a test

Say, I couldn’t see the test

Say, I couldn’t come to believe it was a test 

Say, I didn’t have the strength to meet the test 

 

I AM SORRY! 
 

OR

 

..................

 

 

 

 

Patriots will win eventually. The question is how much innocent blood may be shed before that happens? I, as a Christian, rest on His Word that I must be part of standing up against Satan's minions. I pray that many others realize that  very soon.