In a More Perfect World – 1 by Raymond A. Foss

In a more perfect world
we would never have strayed
we would held our Father
we would not have slipped away

Here we stand
at a crossroads
choosing our path
which way we will go

To follow the world
to live by the flesh
answering the call
of our wickedness

Or, to follow our Master
out into the world
to be His hands and feet
his presence on the street

Going, as we will choose
from our time set apart
three days in the belly
into an very imperfect world

by Raymond A. Foss

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