James receives bad news, no longer at ease
His body infected with a terminal disease
He’s a man use to battling business strife
Now he’s to prepare for the end of his life
James always stood strong, a fortress of pride
Now aching and sick, he feels his life slide
Inevitability seeps, raw truth bleeds within
Accepting the reality, there’s no way to win
He faces the mirror, a stranger in his gaze
Hoping there might be a remission stage?
But a softer strength emerges from the gloom
James accepts he’s entered God’s waiting room
James consents his death must come as to every man
He’s now at peace, understanding God’s heavenly plan
