Prodigal Son

PRODIGAL SON Prodigal son I was I lived a wayward life Indeed a promiscuous A boy with a sinister heart I didn't respect no one Nothing to lose, but all to gain Nor was I scared from anyone In my young heart it reigned I lived in the streets With my friends by my side I didn't heed to my parents' advise Nor from the teachers sent by God In my brood, I was the black sheep In school, I was the teachers’ antagonist A bad influence I was branded To my townspeople, I was bad indeed I was eighteen when He touched my heart I was confounded, baffled and dazed What is this Lord?, I soliloquized Change! Change! Is what I realized I prayed to the Lord God " What should I do my Lord?" I asked " Be my servant, to me He replied Then my faith, He concretized and galvanized I am now teaching the Good Tidings For men to be saved from impending judgment From the Lake of Fire on the Day of recompense That the Kingdom of God they may inherit.