The Exit

I traveled down the highway of "life",

But before this tale begins,

I must tell you that I really rode 

On the major Highway of Sin.

The Highway had many lanes to ride,

It was all up to me to choose

How far I wanted to go,or

Which lane that I would use.

I had not traveled very long

When I began to see

Signs by the sides and overhead

Asking in which lane I wanted to be.

They advertised all sorts of sin,

Some made me blush and turn away,

I had to choose which lane,

But wasn't there a cleaner way?

I tried to ride some of the lanes

To see which was the best;

The smoothest,the least bumpy;

Each one worst than the rest.

And then I saw it,by the road,

A different sign,an exit sign!

An exit to a One-way road ahead,

But could I get off in time?

I saw more signs ahead explaining

How to exit the Highway of Sin

It seemed so easy...just believe!

Then my new trip would begin.

I noticed as the exit drew closer

That Sin's signs were more often,

Like they didn't want me to leave.

But I was resolved;I would not soften.

So finally there was the exit lane,

I flicked on my signal and began

To move over into the lane.

I was having a hard time, from Sin.

But I managed to get off of Sin,

And I headed down the ramp,

With only the signs to lead me;

They acted as a kind of "lamp".

When I reached the bottom of the ramp

I found an important intersection:

I could get on the road of new life

Or re-enter the Highway of Sin.

I stalled for a moment,and looked ahead.

There were tempting signs on the way

Up the ramp to the Highway of Sin.

I made up my mind,the Road to endless day.

When I turned on that new Road,

I realized there was no turning.

It was a one-way Road,the only Road,

To the City where love is burning.

I also found that I enjoyed this Road

Far better than I had the Highway.

It was peaceful on this drive,

I could see no better way.

I saw the Name of the Road I was on,

It was made up of three letters:

G-O-D,God,the only way to Heaven;

Can you think of someone better?

So now I travel down this Road

And find places of beauty and rest.

Sometimes it's hard, but I don't mind,

I've always loved back-roads best.

By daughterofJudah

9/19/11