A Beacon
Life is short and fragile
It’ll only last for awhile
I know, and you know
Who does not know?
Okay, raise your hand
It is now time to mend
Yes, we will all be gone
Soon, His will, be done
Like it or not, it has end
By a touch, of His hand
Like a fleeting shadow
Of today and tomorrow
So, why waste the time?
In this nonsense rhyme
Of life, pursuing earthly
Things, which isn’t holy
Have you not reflected?
The joy of being elected
Truth is given, unto you
O, strive hard to be true
Bear to carry your cross
For you, not to get lost
To the heaven’s throne
I want you, to be, home
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