Has He Done Enough?
The year’s almost gone,
And he wonders if he’s done
Enough to make someone smile,
Or won reason to walk another mile.
Has he done enough
To smooth’n the path rough,
That his brethren may walk right
And discover the reality of the Light??
A year’s time in eternity
Spent to determine destiny
Of a soul that tried to reach out
And tell others what love’s all about.
He has his own flaws,
But wit’ his Gift he draws
Pictures he is allowed to see
For others to know what they’d be.
Pictures of life & nature,
Of the past, present & future-
He brings to light in his own way,
Hoping to sow the seeds in his day.
Seeds of hope he sows
In a willing heart who knows
How hopeless life could become
Once a son leaves his Father’s home.
A prodigal son he’d been,
He has suffered great & seen
How the good are often led astray
By deceptions & lies in shades of gray.
Lies in garb of pleasure,
Subtly fed in deadly measure
To appease the cravings of habit
Whist condemning souls to eternal pit.
Lies of the adversary
That waxes controversary
In the minds and lives of mortals
To lead their heart into standard carnal.
He has chosen to fight
Against the lies in His might,
That truth’s standard may unfold
To fulfill the prophecies of times old.
He hasn’t done enough,
But he had chosen to plough
Deep into the heart of knowledge,
T’at he may live worthy of his gift’d age.
Yes, the year’s almost gone
And there’s still a lot to be done
Battles & wars to be fought and won
And he has decided to keep fighting on.
A Anato Swu