The Choice
I dreamed that it was Judgment Day,
It hit me pretty hard,
To meet my Maker face to face,
And receive my reward.
As I stood there before Him,
He sadly shook His head.
He turned the pages of the Book,
And I was filled with dread!
He looked me squarely in the eye;
I knew I’d lost the race.
Too many times I’d made the choice,
And God took second place!