Theodore Zendarski

Lost

I know of a land where truth once it did trod

A land where one often heard mention of God

Where the good was not twisted for one\'s gain

Where all of the words had meanings so plain

Where the rights of the many were not forsaken

Where ungodly desires were not undertaken

We\'re told to abandon our God, hunker in place

Reigns now greed and fear, anxiety we embrace

Sorrowfully does my heart long for that place

I\'ve searched on the ground, stared into space

Here I am now musing upon that loss of grace

Wondering if we\'ll turn to see His sweet face