Josh Plovanic's Writings and Thoughts

The Endless Expanse: The heavens above are endless, An expanse beyond our reach, The void a veil of blackness, Hiding what they can teach, The world a rock that's priceless, Its surface cradling life We wish we could be victorous, Over our reoccurring strife, If we continue the destruction, Of the only world we know, The endless expanse of space, Is the only place we can go, But what is up there, really? Planets that can sustain our species? I think it might be silly, Hoping we can reach these, The endless expanse of space, Too big to comprehend, If we do not cause the ruining to cease We will surely meet our end.

The signs of Decay: With no respect and reverence, in pride we give no recompense, to those who toiled and sweat and bled, we reap the fruits of death instead. We go after each other, some hate their own mothers, for petty and trivial faults and flaws. We distort the truth and change the laws. We care much less for the sick and in need, Sacred things forsaken for the sake of greed, Our society went from valuing valor, to casting honor aside for the sake of power, I fear that because of these sins, there will be a day, Where our streets and our nation will succumb to decay, For a nation like ours, the death will be slow, The price of our power, time will only show That foolishness, arrogance, selfishness and pride,  will bear its poisoned fruits and red tides, And sometimes what kills you has the sweetest of tastes, You often don't feel it until its too late. Truth to be told, there is always hope. Decay and corruption don't have to win the day We aren'

I Hope One Day: I hope one day I can know peace, I hope one day I will be in love, I hope one day that life will make sense, I hope one day I will come to know God's grace, and dwell in His presence, I hope one day I feel no fear, These pains I have will go I hope one day that joy and love are all I have to know, I hope one day I will not doubt, or shed another tear, I hope one day the voice of truth is all my ears will hear, I ask that when that day appears, And glory shows its face, I shall truly feel amazing grace, And nothing left to fear

The Sun Will Rise/ The Great Disguise: Tomorrow I know the sun will rise, and send its fire upon the skies. Out of my bed I am to rise, and continue with this great disguise. I'll perform the acts, and face the day. My mind and soul is here to stay Against my will, with great dismay For something else, I long and pray I put on a mask that hides the pain For life, I have a great disdain, Deep in my heart and on my brain I wish for peace and freedom again I tell myself it will be over soon The sun will set, so will the moon, But in my life it is but noon, It surely won't be over soon. The mask I wear, my great disguise The veil I've pulled over my own eyes. The tales of grief and the greatest of lies Will never cease the sun to rise.

The call to arms: When you hear the voice of power At that dark and dismal hour You should never balk or cower When you hear the call to arms It is noble to protect There is valor in that act From fear you must detract When you hear the call to arms You must find the strength to lead Or follow in act and deed To help lift up those in need When you hear the call to arms To face the darkest foe And deal the fatal blow And great glory you will know When you heed the call to arms Glory has a price It is clear and concise There's a somber sacrifice When you heed the call to arms Out of the crucible you will rise The greatest enemies much despised Will surely meet their grand demise When you heed the call to arms

Everyone always tells me God has a plan. I had plans as well. I'm sure His are better, I'm sure a much better sell. I'm sure I shouldn't question, God's purposes and plans, I'm sure if I knew what He knows, I wouldn't stand a chance. I'm sure my heart would break, At the sorrow He must bear At all the hopes and dreams destroyed A burden He and I don't share Who am I to question? Who am I to doubt? Who am I to test Him? And the plans I know nothing about. God must bear a weight That is beyond my comprehension And only He can bear it. Only He can stand the tension. His eyes see all there is to see His ears hear every word I do not share His vantage point. I cannot be the Lord. Because He sees all, Hears all, Knows all, His judgement is perfect And since I cannot see or know all My judgement has defects I am but a droplet, Trying to see the ocean. With this limited perspective, Much wisdom is not open. So in the Lord of