Devious to devour, devises the carnal mind,

Persuasive, cunning thoughts, therein, did I find.

“Yea, hath God said…?”

Whispered that ol’ dragon in red.

Premeditating disaster, contemplating the Master,

I mused—in high hopes—facing Satan’s junction,

Where veering off the slopes of God’s Instruction.

Ascending amid turbulence, aboard a fallen flight,

I hearkened—in suspense—to that angel of light.

O how did I not know? thou wouldest take me below!

O how did I not discern? thou wouldest crash and burn!

Promising victory, swears the serpent’s hiss,

Whilst, void and vacuity is but thy solitary bliss.

Enticed and beguiled, thence, swindling my wit,

I soared—consciously mesmerized—into thy pit.

Lo and behold! alas, swiftly burning,

Slumbering habits began a-returning.

Oblivious, yet willing, bonding with the liar,

I lighted—under his spirit—a vacillating fire.

Lusting, ev’r aimlessly, after intoxicating pleasures,

I faltered, double-mindedly, from my Heavenly Treasures.

O reckless desires, so scattered immerse,

Were yielding my character into a curse.

Fragmented, fallaciously, far from the Vine,

Mine countenance was fading and unable to shine.

Predestined to fall,

Like the “riotous” prodigal,

I arose from the muck and mire,

And ran back to the Holy Sire!

Exchanging ashes for beauty and mourning for joy,

Was now my sole duty to end this wicked ploy!

O’er in the Place of Amazing Grace,

Prison-bound to vision-sound,

Clearly, have I heard! God’s resounding Byword;

And the echoing inculcate

Of wandering’s dreadful fate.

From compunction to conviction,

Albeit, do I see it! So be it!

For this errant Roam has humbly come Home.