Between Peace

Like a day has a tree to be created
And I, a man, am caught in between
Two worlds of two peaces, fixated
You wonder what all this will mean

We are to be partnered, we are fated
Dreams with greater things, how so serene
Like threads we find every thing we hated
And find that they are things to be made clean

Freedom is lovely, freedom is jaded
To live like a peace maker and a man of keen
To live with a purpose, to be the hero lated
And yet still enter a glory story foreseen

All the pressure is on me now, and it's weighted
Burdened with sorrow and depth in the marine
But death will not win when the storm is abated
The world will shy away from the devious unseen