Look to the pole.

Are you weary?
Are you dreary?
Are you a suffering soul?
Then look to the pole.

Are you battered?
Are you tattered?
Is illness taking its toll?
Then look to the pole.

For those afraid
And those unpaid
And all whose lives have gotten droll
Look to the pole.

The pole in the past
Could not last
Then the Man came with an everlasting goal.
He'd be hung, on the pole.

So those who are dry
And those in darkness lie
There is hope, no matter what your loss
Just look at God on the cross.



God bless,
>P<
Joshua Fahey