Lost World
who would want to live
in a world without
God’s purpose
Where boundaries have no name
each human heart
choses the beginning
of its own tumultuous game
no structure
no solidity
only constant fluidity
rampant running
from one idea to another
as they lay sunning
on rocks just waiting
another innocent
to be baiting
not realizing each stone
carries the lust of
each heart’s own depravity
guidelines are good
standing out from the crowds
as they should
but just make sure they come
from God’s reliable source
with them you may run
a more worthy course
of purpose
not caught in a nervous circus
so stay away from the
darkened service
of a ‘Lost World’
SoulSails 