The Rat Race

Up in the morning and rush through the day
Never a moment
To think or to pray.

Tied to a clock with a schedule to keep
Life is a frenzy:
You work, play and sleep.

Where are the days when you had real joy?
Spent time with your loved ones
And laughed like a boy?

Family meant more than a brilliant career,
And money could never
O’er heart domineer.

An honorable name, you thought, was attained
By hard work and honesty
Not treasures gained.

God and His law you acknowledged each day
Alone or with family
You knelt down to pray.

But now all is different – you’re tired and depressed.
The idols you worship
Can’t make you less stressed.

You own all the latest in high-techno toys,
To give you a thrill,
With their glamour and noise.

But man wasn’t made to indulge every whim,
Mad devotion to pleasure
Is no life for him.

Enough of the rat race and pleasure that’s mindless!
Turn off all the gadgets!
Let your “self” shed its blindness.

A man’s more than a body, he does have a soul.
It must figure into
Your plans and your goal!

Your soul is immortal, and die it shall not.
Eternity draws nigh
Have you given it thought?

A soul’s destination is limited, see:
Heaven or hell
Which one will it be?

You have but one life and one soul, don’t forget.
If you die far from God
You’re in hell and that’s it.

So return to your senses; worldly life bid adieu!
No more slaving for pleasure
Mindless rat race eschew.

Give yourself back to God, He is waiting for you.
Guide your life by His laws
And find joy that is true.