Fallen Again

Who are you,
Who am I,
Is this life true,
Or are we just flying high?
Why do we hide,
What’s in our soul,
Is it pride,
Or is secrecy our safe shoal,
Stealth and avarice,
Our fickle friends,
Yet we pay this price,
Every time we bend,
The rules of God,
Every time we go,
Ahead and plod,
Against the flow,
Of who we should be,
Not this sinful fool,
But the true you and me,
No longer drowning in this pool,
Of self loathing and hate,
Drowning self in sin,
But step up to fate,
Become real men,
Become the adopted of God,
Pure, true, strong,
Straight as a rod,
Ready to fight the wrong,
So I will admit,
That I have fallen again,
The bait I bit,
And fell into sin,
I am so weak,
But the Lord forgives,
And I can still seek,
To yet live,
To do His will,
That I might,
Someday kill,
In this fight,
My greatest adversary,
Who lives within,
This natural me,
Who loves sin.