My Deepest Passion

The world wears the shroud of sin and death, Its inward eye engulfed in darkness of unfaith, Blackened with despair of deliberate rejection of Christ Whose Agape Love manifested on the cross. Gripped by the prince of darkness the inmates stroll in pleasures, A game ‘twixt life and death is on roll. Multitudes of God’s image tarnished by ‘sweet’ bitterness, The only prey laid at everyone’s doorstep With every calculation of hellish clock, Winding and rewinding the conscience of mankind. I behold souls fall into the chasm of darkness, My heart bleeds at the death of the souls Who could have confessed Christ in life; But their denial has trapped them to blackness. Can the souls on earth be saved? Yes, but their confession of the Son will save them. Let my soul send a supplication unto Heaven.