It Was Written

After the strongest earthquake to hit the
Country in over two hundred years

Uh to live and to live again
Conditions of mankind we’re living in
Delivering us, to a state of emergency
I guess God is giving us a call for courtesy
Hope I’m awake to hear it,  I hear it
I hear it the spirit of Gil
I hear it the spirit of Will
Power in the hour of chaotic theory
No rest for the weary
No stress when you hear me
I guess perseverance prepare me for when
Opportunity knock down the wall
Calls from grandmothers, mothers
Aunts, uncles, sons
A time for young men to be born
And manhood with gun
I only run for salvation
The sun tells a story
It says give God the glory
I give it, and live it as pure as possible
Conversation with the world
But the world not always logical
As the weather blow every which way
I take a look at the day
And say thank you, how can I help?