Lance LandallCome Soon, Lord
Poetry by Lance Landall
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Come Soon, Lord
Poetry by Lance Landall

Iím longing to go home, Lord, as I am tired of this life below,
For there's too much pain and heartache, and winds of evil always blow.
The seasons are out of kilter, and the weatherís out of control,
As nature is running amuck ó yes, thereís chaos from pole to pole.

Weíve been here far too long, Lord, weíre simply the dregs of history,
And all the sins of the fathers have increased dramatically.
Most children arenít showing respect, good role models are far and few,
Most marriages are folding now, and crime is on the increase too.

Seems governments are failing, Lord, thus legislation is oft flawed,
And thereíre bullies and slave-drivers, dictators who live by the sword.
Plus, voices are being stifled that are calling for transparency,
Which means freedom is slipping away, and with it, democracy.

Poverty's also growing by the hour, whilst wealth is being misused,
And assistance is being withheld too, and most human rights abused.
Oppression is very common, and many folk merely exist,
As itís every man for himself, and survival of the fittest.

Yes, itís dog eat dog, do or die, hence children hurt and widows cry,
For thereís misery and suffering, and more keeps going awry.
Pollution has fouled our planet, there is pestilence and disease,
And morality is losing ground, surrounded by vice and sleaze.

There're skirmishes and wars, and a chronic disregard for most laws,
And there is a greater acceptance of all that Heaven abhors.
Seems this world has become a playground for fraudsters, con-men and mobs,
Thus, stress and anxiety, the health of so many people robs.

Yes, Heavenís where I want to be, and I know that You want me there,
Thus, I pray that Youíll come soon, Lord, for there are times when I despair.
I know that I'll only make it if You help me to hang in here,
And daily send me more expressions of Your tender loving care.

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