I don't live because I want to but because I have to
I don't enjoy the struggle but I take the struggle in pride
Not because I live for it, but because I'm living the struggle
So the one's after me don't have to live the struggle so.
I don't live because I want to but because
There is a purpose I most follow
A purpose I must endure
I was born and died and reborn again
For a reason and that reason
Was for you, the lonely, the abandoned, the lost, and the spiritless.
It's my greatest appreciation to live on
In time when I feel as if I'm dying
And in the night I lay awake crying
Then I think of you...my reason, my purpose.
taken from the book of poetry "Art of Innocence" by L.R.Hatcher
