The Road To Life

This wayward world calls out to me;
 The willful join in its decree.
A constant peal of bells resounds,
 Inviting man to impious grounds.
A woman rides a fearsome beast;
 Her thirst for red has not decreased.
Unknown to most, her end is near;
 She'll soon be stunned with horrid fear.
The wider road is full of strife;
 The narrow road will lead to life.
The pleasures of this world abound,
 But I despise its prurient ground.
I turn my back on pleading cries,
 Rejecting myths and endless lies.
I aim to reach the finish line
 And see a world of God's design.