Love

by Rebecca Sylvia Dec. 13th, 2010

For God so loved, What does this mean?
Does anyone care? Or is it a dream?
People seem fake, They don't seem real.
They show us a smile, But don't show how they feel.
What do they feel? What do they need?
Selfish ambitions, All over the screen.
Get what you want, It's the American way.
Kill to get ahead, To see another day.
The pursuit of success, Money, and greed.
Where does it get us? Except deeper in need.
How are we now, To be set apart?
When we don't show love, We no longer take part.
Survive to live, Live to survive.
How can they tell, We're even alive?
We have the answers, We hold the key.
So why do we live, Like we are no longer free.
Love your neighbor as yourself.
But how can we love, When all we seek is wealth.
People are numbers, Not to be seen.
Are worth my time? What does this mean?
God is love, He died for our sin.
When did He say, I'm in it to win?
What is this attitude? I'm right and you're wrong.
If love is what they seek, It won't matter for long.
We'll drive them out, Or push them away.
Or I am just to busy, Is what we will say.
Mirrors hold they guilty, And I am the worst.
So please don't accept, These thoughts as a curse.
But when will we stand, Where is the line?
When do we act, And let our light shine?
We can talk all day long, And feel in our heart.
But what's that to the world, If we don't take part?
We are chosen to love, Because He loves us.
So stand up and love, Shake out the dust.
We're the light of the world, The salt of the earth.
His love is the source, To show them His worth.
We each have our gifts, Unique and divine.
So find what is yours, And step into line.
He wants to make, Our joy complete.
But until we show love, We've got ourselves beat.
Now lets finally stand, Wake up from our slumber.
Remember His love, And show Him our hunger.