My Time To Cross

I see a long line up ahead
for many - it's cause for dread
but as for me I can hardly wait
because I'll soon be at the gate

One by one I see those I've known
bent by time with age they've grown
old, tired and feeble they knowingly groan
to the world and lust their lives they've thrown

In their ear the laughter of mockery
unable to sidestep the augury
when they shall stand before their King
and is told of their lives each foul thing

The raucous laughter of the accuser
who led many to become abuser
of drugs, alcohol, and others around
hopeless - in sin did abound

Each will unavoidably cross
chilly Jordans' narrow foss
fear, dread, bound to sins' dross
the river - their turn to cross

but for me joy, lifes' bonds I toss
for this moment I counted life as loss
no more haggled by the accusers' sauce
for you see - It's My Time To Cross

George Cavaness

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My Time To Cross
May she ever fly in Freedom!!
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