Hope (Canv)
Wilson, Terry
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May I have your advice
I'm trying to get
to the Paradise
Where there's many mansions
streets paved in gold
no pain or no evil
no poverty I'm told
In this world that I live in
there's so many paths
that mankind has constructed
it's too difficult to grasp
If the end of their road
Will let you and I meet
for I'm told to beware
of those dead end streets
as a child I remember
I was given a map
that said take Christian Road
and the angels shall clap
as I come to the gates
of the Paradise Inn
So I drove the speed limit
and swerved around sin
But I ended up wrecking
in the days of my youth
I got lost for my spirit
couldn't pay the toll booth
So I retraced my map
and chose Judaism Lane
for I'd heard of it's glamour
it's fortune and fame
But a mile in my journey
it started to storm
and my vision then blurred
for the sky was adorned
with not one single light
to help aid as my guide
the stars disappeared
and the sun chose to hide.
So I took out my flashlight
and studied my map
for the gates I had come to
had barb wire strapped
From the top to the bottom
and all in between
there was anguish inside
So I fled from the scene.
Yet, although I was weary
I detoured and flew
like a bat out of hell
down Muslim avenue,
I was greeted with ,"Peace".
from the people I passed
and I felt in my heart
I would find you at last
But their avenue was baffling
with so many turns
that I gave out of gas
yet my spirit still yearns
For those coveted directions
that only you know
so I now follow nature
and pray that you show
In its manifest signs
where the Paradise is
for a man's days are numbered
only one life we live.
So when angels surround me
to reclaim my soul
I desire to walk
down those streets paved of gold
If the map that I need
is inside of your books
then I ask you for strength
as I ponder and look,
For you know that ole devil
will alter my view,
cast a veil on my face
for he's blinded a few
of the ones who make maps
and declare it'll suffice
Lord show me the way
to the Paradise.
Only his directions can led to
Paradise because a man's are
prone to error
Jay Florida
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