Through the Tunnel

 

I, Yes I Matter

I matter, I matter
Yes I matter.
In this sordid mess
That never should have come.
I matter
And I grumble
At misfortune.
And I question God,
Allowing in this mix
A dreadful sum.

I wonder, I wonder
Yes I wonder,
Could the One Who moved
The sea now let me drown?
I wonder
As I ponder
All our history.
And I know that He
Has purpose in this pain
Ere help comes down.

I conquer, I conquer
Yes I conquer.
As I push aside
Sad self who blocks the way.
I conquer
In surrender
To a Father Who
Employs the night-time
And its settling dews
Before the Day.