push up

Flash, Bang, and bring the blast,
run it hard, and run it fast,
what we make we make to last,
wanna win, when lots are cast,
ain't just skill it takes some hustle,
ain't just thoughts it takes some muscle,
push, push up, push up, push up,
burning, yet still turning,
wheels that process what I'm learning,
though it's long, I hope it's churning,
brings up answers before yearning is lost,
wise people count the cost,
and if God died on a cross, then rose,
surely He can crush all the claws,
of sin and death, give God's living breath,
burn up all the waste and refine what's left,
so turn your gaze above,
leave yourself and come near Him,
most say they love, but don't listen or fear Him,
push, push up, push up, push up,
know that the foundations been established,
I'm gonna move and hope you grasp this,
this world's pollution makes us all asthmatic,
the only solution is the Theocratic,
His rule is love, love, love,
and I don't mean smoochy, poofy stuff,
I mean what cost your sweat and blood,
"I give money" that ain't enough,
first disciples got clapped in cuffs,
feel challenged to a walk that's ruff,
that requires you to analyze,
see your steps through His teaching's eyes,
easy to be swayed by those preaching lies,
but Jesus warned about the wolves disguise,
so be ready, watch your post,
thoughts float in like a ghost,
and corrupt what you hold close,
compassion, is easily out rationalized,
"walk fast don't look in there eyes,
it's there sloth we despise,
turn up the bass and forget the baby that cries,"
and what you think? God just sighs?
we fly to filth as if we were flies,
leave justice, for more fries,
an still dare to tell God "I tried"
push, push up, push up, push up,
Yeah I talk a big game,
but I do the same,
got Jesus' name on my back,
but my walk is lame,
so pray we exercise all that we've been taught,
or all we've got's a frilly tree, that's producing naught.