Decisions decisions
In the call to follow Christ
Some create their own device
They offer salvation and their advice
In knowing that there's an after life
Some are aware and take delight
We have a choice, punishment or paradise
To where we spend an unending life
Where once were days of fault and vice
Some not knowing about the price
Paid for admission to that paradice
It doesn’t matter who you like
Doesn’t matter what
What does matter is the when and where
What really mattered is were you there
When your soul finally declared
The truth of what happened, Divine
The revelation at that certain time
The truth that was told with certain sighs
That everything occurred by design
Only to be interpreted as a crime
I’m told a napkin was folded
After they dined
The work was finished and it was fine
It reaches far into our lives
Where heathens thoughts are compromised
Where we once saw death and dispair
Suddenly we saw a great repair
Some may suffer with in a snare
But once your saved
Your no longer there
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a
Premium Membership.
