My Infastructure. Poem by dave lessard

I'd rather be, a natural stone,
than a carbon-copy brick;
unique and individual,
than clay and mortar mix.

I'd rather be a God-filled man,
than those that just conform;
than those that follow blindly,
who in pride, themselves adorn.

I'd rather walk with Christ,
than with power-hungry men;
whose hearts are filled with lust,
who've no time with God to tend.

Now the bricks are falling down,
man-made towers cannot stand;
man builds walls of great deceit,
but for reasons dull and bland.

This whole world is caving in,
all bricks come tumbling down;
but natural stone, it still exists,
and in them, I'll be found.