Why waste your time, being down in the dump,
With Satan laughing, and kicking your rump?
Feeling self-pity, is just losing ground,
Admitting defeat, without making a sound.
Get off your butt, and start fighting back,
Rebuke the Devil, and go on the attack.
Charge forward, in the power of God’s might,
Praise the Lord, that snake will take flight.
That demon can’t win, he’s already lost,
‘Cause Jesus Himself, paid the Great Cost.
Be the soldier, that God called you to be,
Battle in faith, and claim the victory.
Friend, please forgive my intrusion,
But I am worried about your delusion.
I find it odd your pronoun infusion,
Such as that “non-binary” inclusion.
We hear this talk of gender confusion,
But surely it is just devilish collusion.
Don’t leave male/female in seclusion,
They’re what we’ve always been usin’.
Calling you “they” is such an illusion,
So forget all of this he/she exclusion.
Or I will just come to one conclusion,
Did you suffer some brain contusion?
I used to be one of those headbangers,
Although I never really banged my head,
I was into some early great rock bands,
Many are now very old or already dead.
The Who, Chicago, Led Zepplin, Santana,
Moody Blues, Creedence, Alan Parsons too,
The Doors and Emerson Lake and Palmer,
Wow, Pink Floyd was so spacey it’s true.
Crosby Stills Nash and Young plus Toto,
Phil Collins, Abba, Lobo, Iron Butterfly,
Electric Light Orchestra, Eagles, Kansas,
Some of those old songs really made me fly.
There was Susie Q and In-A-Gadda-Da-Vida,
Plus Riders on the Storm and Old and Wise,
Nights in White Satin and Eye in the Sky,
Man, I just really loved all of those guys.
But you see, those days are now behind me,
As Paul wrote, I am no longer that child,
For long ago God’s Spirit took hold of me,
And I have ceased to be so young and wild.
For many years now I have had a mission,
A message of hope better than any old song,
The Lord invites you to His Home in Heaven,
My prayer is that you will also come along.
