by
Kent E. Gunnison ©
Written while in college
during finals week.
Man - was made to wander.
Man - was made to roam.
For man's - a lonesome creature
That never - finds a home.
Man - was meant to struggle
Man - was meant to fight.
For he lives a constant battle
That's darker than the night.
Man - was meant to marry.
He was meant to take a wife.
...To bring about his children,
Then to vanish - from this life.
Why - was man created,
To be thrown back to the sod?
But to make - a simple living,
And bring glory to his God.