Lost Sheep Poem by Duncan Ramashitja

THE LOST SHEEP.......

Yes, I'm blessed, not cursed when I come across trails and tribulations
because upon that cross Christ paid the cost
I was kinda lost, never selected but tossed
who would ever thought? That my sins would ever be bought...
oh my Lord, you always got my back plus you strengthen my spinal cord, no one can shatter my dreams cause the doors just open whenever I knock, oh my Soul blesses God, for he is good and never in moods, often times his words got misunderstood...bless his holy name, for he took the blame and since then things would never be the same, I mean he freed me from the law despite my flaws, like good a Sheppard he left his flock and went ahead to search one of a lost sheep that got stolen by sin and found it weak, You see the seed that Christ planted was constantly growing within the sheep...It went astray as it had been taken away by the pain. yet again Christ took it back to join the flock, and never mock the return of the sheep instead he whipped at once, and rejoiced and danced when the lost sheep was found.......