It's a Jungle
I say it's a jungle out there.
Satan is watching and waiting to take you into his snare.
His serpent lurks in the swamp seeking whom he may
devour with his poisonous venom.
The monkey and gorillas swing high in the treetops,
tempting you with their forbidden fruits.
The hyenas come out at night
searching and hunting for every prey in sight.
Their voices ring with laughter and scorn,
"Where is your God now, he doesn't care if you were born"?
While the lions and tigers seek for those they can devour
since they roam at will as they hunt and kill.
Then there are the hidden and unseen dangers
waiting for you to fall into their trap.
Satan will then laugh at you in scorn
when you are trapped in his snare of thorns.
He tantalizes and teases you in the world of ****.
It's a jungle out there without some prayer.
Copyright © Deborah Russell | Year Posted 2005
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