POEM: A Retrospect | Roshan Benzy George

On May 17, 2021 1,026

In dark gloom, as wanderers we strayed
In search of pleasure, but in vain.
We even crossed through woods without aid
To find that which would be sweet as cane.

We ignored everything else, we tried to win.
We saw glittering things and made it priceless.
But it made us fall into the pit of sin
Before we could realize all these were worthless.

While we kept on searching but never finding,
The love of God found us where we were.
The Son of God showed up, Jesus Christ, binding
Our wounds, He made us see God’s care.