POET'S CORNER
By Albert P. Pugliese
REPENT
A double minded man,
Unstable in all his ways,
Will come to understand
At the end of all his days
That serving God or mammon
Is all that really matters;
To choose the God of love,
Or the world that merely flatters.
The lust of the flesh and eyes,
And all life’s boastful pride,
Will offer little comfort
When death is at your side.
And, how will you account,
In the Day of Reckoning,
For all the times you sinned
When hell’s fire is beckoning?
How long will you remain
In sin and error doubting,
When all around are sounds
Of angels’ voices shouting:
“Repent! O foolish man!
God’s heavenly kingdom is near!”
How long will you pretend
That you really didn’t hear?
How long will you resist
God’s pleading Spirit calling?
How long will you insist
That you’re not really falling
Into the arms of him
Who was, from the beginning,
The author of all sin?
Your master who’s now grinning,
For you belong to him!
The night is fast approaching;
The light is growing dim.
And, you belong to him!
The master of deceit;
The father of all lies
Has deafened both your ears,
And blinded both your eyes.
Yet, the still small voice of God,
From somewhere deep within,
Is calling, gently pleading:
“Be reconciled to Him!”
05.17.08