This poem is for the lost the damned and the free.
I'm gonna pray for you and get down on one knee
With eyes that have been opened, Lord now I can see.
There is beauty in all of God's creation from the elephant to the ant to the pollinating bee.
God gave us the lungs of the earth in the wild sycamore tree.
There is humility, there is joy, there is hope for the human race.
The proud will be resisted, the humble will be given grace.
We move along steadily at our own God given pace.
God will draw near to the broken hearted and as we speak take good care of our never forgotten departed.
The love of humanity is near and dear to each of our heart, no matter how many miles separate and keep loved ones apart.
This is for the lost, the damned and the free, its your choice, maybe its your time to get down on one knee.
All glory be to God. Our Heavanly father. In Jesus name. Amen.
Written by and posted with permission of my good friend and brother Calum, son of the Lord most high.
