Makes no sense
But I took it “line and sinker”
Fish was caught
And hauled gently to the boat
Honest, fair and full of kindness
But these days
Doubtful any good things float.
Got up close
Felt its red and white attraction
No one else
There to complicate my choice
With a strange compelling action
Heard a strong and manly Voice.
Red for pain
Suffered by most worthy Surety
White for pure
Brand new start that Mercy bought
I bit hard
Nothing else then seemed to matter
I was hooked
Not a struggle, second thought.
Left the waves
Foaming fear and past confusion
Safe and sound
In that Boat of Gospel Light.
You may ask
Was it worth the transformation?
Yes, I’m sure
Just as Day transcends the Night.