Divisions of the Lost by Robert P. Jackson Divisions of the lost Such a mystery built within Sculpted by natures hands The ever loving lessons That god demands Make sure you are free And only then will you see To be a part Is to be from within Letting go of all things Sharing the wisdom Searching for reasons To only be misexplained Never knowing why Still we divide All the time at hand To only become Divisions of the lost............. P.J,1/21/00 |