'Depressions Game' Poem by Linda Winchell

There is a game know as, “Depression”
You know…the one Old Satan loves to play.
He designed the game for all to lose
When you then give you life away.

He lets you choose the pieces
The ones you that you wish to use
But they’re not meant at all to help you win.
For Satan has a different plan my friend
And it involves all kinds of depressions sin.

Sins of the heart and of the mind
You know…those very spiritual draining kind.
The ones that ruin all mankind
When seeking God…and His perfection shine.

Don’t get drawn in…to play Satan’s game
For in his evil grips…then you shall remain.
Then sink to depths where no one should be
And there you’ll live for all of Hells’ eternity.

By: Linda Winchell
Copyright: 2009
**Written for a dear lady.