"Yearnings"

I long, these days, with all my heart,

For days I never saw...

Before men tore the Earth apart;

For times I can't Recall.

My inner eye can see the way

The Earth should be, in truth,

Though never have I Seen that day,

The Bible holds the proof.

An image grows inside my mind

Of how it used to look,

Before men set their hearts to find

God's secrets, and forsook

The proven path of lasting life,

In favor of a trail:

The Scent of money, pain and strife:

The roads that lead to hell.

For backwards we have gone away,

From God's constructive plan...

Forgotten, even, how to pray,

Without the words of man.

IF profit be the bottom line,

Can you explain to me,

How men survived before the time

He grew the money tree?

There never was a need for gold,

And that's the honest truth.

This Earth cannot be bought or sold;

The Bible holds the proof.

I know the Earth was clean and new

In days of long ago...

And we were never meant to use

Some of the things we know.

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