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Created on: September 30, 2008 Last Updated: May 21, 2011
MANSIONS
Two sons of God who equal were
Stood on their lots of ground
On Heaven's splendid landscape waiting
Their turn to go down
Both men had sketched a million times
The mansions they had planned
To build there by their faith and works
Once placed on earth to stand
And face the trials and tests that God
For them had there prepared
But once there, differences evolved
In for what things they cared
For even though one kept his eyes
Fixed on his home above
The other looked out at the world
And what he saw he loved
For many riches it did hold
With splendid mansions there
Then whisper came from darkness tempting
"This just isn't fair"
"Why should you have to wait so long
To have all that you please
Right now a mansion you can have
Just simply follow me"
And so he built upon this earth
What should have been on high
And all the while, the other man
The narrow path did try
To follow, taking close to heart
The counsel of the Lord
Selling what he had of worth and
And sharing with the poor
And so it went, each man lived on
Until that fateful day
When both were called back to behold
What on their lot did lay
The man who had forsaken all
In gratitude did see
A mansion built beyond compare
His for eternity
The other man did gaze out in despair
At what he found
For all that lay before him was
An empty lot of ground
Then God spoke out with sorrow to
This man as he explained
"No mansion can I give you else
My words would be in vain"
Two sons of God once stood in Heaven
Both with equal chance
Two sons of God each lived a life
And dealt with circumstance
Two sons of God who now are symbols
Held for all to view
Two sons of God who stand for all
Which son of God
Are you
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