On The Prodigal Sons
A long time ago in a far away land,
A father had two sons, both doing grand,
When the younger asked for his inheritance now,
For he was tired of grubbing and following the plough.
He sailed away to the cesspits of sin,
And abandoned the God of his kith and his kin,
Until after a while all his money ran out
With all his new friends leaving after the last shout.
Forced to take a job on a farm full of pigs
He was given nothing to eat, not even figs.
So he headed back home to work for his dad
Thinking the servants tucker enough to make glad.
From a long way away father spotted his son
And ran to meet him �?the two were like one.
As the servants came with the best of the meet
To the prodigal son the fatted calf was a treat.
Now the older boy on hearing the commotion
Was filled with rage at the blagard’s promotion
But dad settled him down and made him see reason,
His brother had returned who had been dead for a season.
If you too find you have strayed far from home,
Your heavenly father sent Jesus to atone,
And is waiting for you with arms open wide,
If you will return to your first love and stay by His side.
William Alexander Smith
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