I am a lonely spirit wandering aimlessly in the night,
Waiting to be transcended from total darkness to the realm of eternal light.
I'm the voice of the hopeless standing against an army of greed;
I am the final vestige of a dying breed.
I am the last breath of an innocent slain by the ravages of war,
Crushed by the weight of the world wondering what my life was for.
I am the face of struggle and a proud descendant of slaves in chains,
Who gave their very lives so that I could live without lowering my head in shame.
I am a disciple of the living God awaiting baptism by the water's edge,
Vowing to walk the path of righteousness dedicating my life with a solemn pledge.
I am the future of a past that never was, trapped in a story that can't be told,
Yearning to witness the light of the moon from the dark side of the globe.