God's Mystery
A heart and mind are molded,
By what they see and hear,
If you want to raise a child,
Who does not live in fear,
You can not be lukewarm,
There truly is,
Only right and wrong,
Everything in grey,
Is not allowed like people say,
If you want to go to heaven,
You can't do the unforgiven,
It isn't true that God forgives,
All that you do,
That's why there is a hell,
For those unforgiven few,
Few has become greater,
Than most people see,
It's part of the plan,
Of God's mystery,
People geared towards money,
And power and materalisim,
Really can't see,
What the devil is doing,
To steal your name,
From the book of life,
Is his game,
You can loose your soul,
And it's easy to do,
If you don't follow God,
You become one of,
Those few.
Copyright © Deborah Jarrell | Year Posted 2009
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