The Age Old Problem of Trash

History takes us back, two thousand years ago, People walked and rode, where'er they had to go. News would travel slow, and folks would gather roun', To hear the latest thing, passed from town to town. Cities had a well, where water could be drawn, Families lived in homes, without a yard or lawn. A common thing like trash, was something of a chore, None had rubbish cans, to sit out by the door. Carried to a cart, drawn outside the city wall, Where a pit of fire, was made to burn it all. All lived day to day, with smoke and ash about, Protection from disease, the fire could ne'er go out. Now there's a City built, untouched by human hand, The folks of olden days, called it Beulah Land. It has walls and gates, and flowing water too, And every home afffords, a quite spectacular view. The Builder there is wise, and never let's trash in, The disease it causes has a name, known to Him as sin. The news has traveled slowly, even on modern earth, The trash of deadly sin, is spread to all at birth. Now Gehena was the word, they called their fire pit, The 'never ending fire', the title seemed to fit. The Builder made a pit, of fire to burn as well, Far away from Beulah, a place we know as Hell. The source of sin is Satan, rebellious from the start, He corrupts each man, from deep within the heart. So Hell was made for Satan, to rid the world of sin, And on the day of Judgment, he will be cast in. The Builder sent His Son, to cure us all from sin, Starting from the heart, He cleanses us within. This miracle must start, while we yet draw breath, Whether young or old, but surely before death. Sin is from within, staining soul and spirit, The Son can throw it out, eternal fire to sear it. But once the body dies, with sin stain still in place, Sin and soul entwined, the fire of Hell will face. A morbid picture true, but not the Builder's plan, He made in Beulah Land, a home for every man. He loves us everyone, enough to keep us free, Allowing everyone, to choose their destiny. How can anyone, such a marvelous Gift receive? The Builder's price is this, simply just believe.