C H O S E N
There is no good in being bad
There is but good with chance you have
To seek before our time does end
The one and only though most pretend
They have the answer to what prevails
In life and death, their boat they sail
Against all odds they will soon find
They navigate life's ocean blind
For now all seems to fall in place
But fall they've yet and out of grace
As soon they'll know they were mistaken
Along with others with souls forsaken
We all are equal and will be judged
Of heart and spirit, of this thought of
By he who made what you walk on
This Earth and more will all be gone
There are no favorites but called are you
By your first name by He who drew
Mankind to serve, to love and know
That He does wait but soon will show
There is not one above the other
Father, sister, mother or brother
That should go out like Lucifer
Crashing to burn what in Hell stirs
Heat relentless as has been written
Gnashing of teeth heard by those smitten
No theme park, no ice to quench
Burning of souls, noxious the stench
It would be better had you not been
Born of this world that lives in sin
You see dear friend although I write
It's much, much worse when GOD you spite
So here we are another day
Wasted as you did yesterday
Chosen are you to know The Father
Yet chosen has man, to stray much farther
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