Writings of Expression

His plea to us

Why hast thou forsaken me, like unto the world?
The world may have trinkets that shine and glitter,
But they shall all fade, rust, and turn to dust in time.
If ye will take my hand and leave the world behind,
Ye will have a peace and a joy that knows no bounds.
Please, take my hand and let me help you be better.
All I ask for is the chance to be a part of your life.
Let me into thy life, and ye will have eternal life.