The Day I Made The Wrong Turn
As a young man I got lost on the roadway to hell,
I had taken the wrong turn to my sad regret,
I was about to fine myself walking in a wilderness,
I just didn’t know how hard it would be; to be able to forget.
They would grow out horrors of that damn war,
Memories that always seemed to grow up the brick walls,
With thorns so very sharp; they dug in so darn deep
To pierce this young man’s heart should I fall.
Those memories seem to just spread endlessly,
Until they were too far away to be seen,
However, as I bent down one day to study closer,
I found Jesus Christ nested there in between.
He was tucked under and beneath all that garbage,
The memories that I had long since forgotten;
Pieces of the proof that my lifetime was not a waste,
I wasn’t made of things that some thought was rotten.
This life of mine had been slowly growing,
God had plans for me alone; on the day I was born,
However, I almost lost sight of His strengths,
I sadly was only remembered my thorns.
As I stumble back to my own roadway,
I know there is more about Him to learn,
But, in world that is full things and my failing,
I sure am glad of that day; I made that wrong turn.
Steve Lee Siegel
August 15, 2019