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Sad, just pitiful, how men gather to waste, how men build to pull down. If only to God, they’ll give priority, everything will take shape. Raging emotions fight to find peace in a heart that’s starved of it. Weary bones struggle to find strength in a body that shivers like the wind. If only to God they’ll surrender, like the Phoenix they’ll rise from the ashes. Ambition races in their soul, the present is in a hurry to fade away and the future seems ready to come but there’s an impediment that threatens to sink their Titanic. If only to God they’ll run, that Titanic will sail. When they try to choose between the deep red sea and the devil, forgetting that either leads to a dead end. If only in their anxiety, they’ll take a minute to look up and take hold of the hand of grace that has hung for centuries then a new dawn will break forth.