Rambling Poem

 

Rambling Poem

Dreams are lured to a beacon that pulls you closer to God's salvation and it is suppose to exist in the part of your soul that needs an overhaul or new life renovation.

Although we don't know God's plan, I must say I do know God. God is here right now, so I shall not hide and I shall not run away from this fight, because in the end, some will burn.

The reason is that their journey in this life took a wrong turn on an expressway at midday, now these poor souls are stuck on the interstate waiting for traffic to move but instead traffic is going the wrong way.

I know I know this life could be so ironic, such as you run away from home in hopes of finding a new home; while on the way you find true love then you realize you left your heart where you use to roam.  So what is a man to do? Better yet, what would you do if this life happens to you?