He pleas to the Great Yonder
Help me now
The path was wrong to travel I know
The seeds of which he did sow
A darkness harvested to seep
In full regret of the fruit he reaps
I’ll take you there is heard…
It is too much
He vales to his knees to ponder
If the means will be forgiven to cope
With a prayer, he does dare hope
That he will not be left to wail and wallow
He closes his eyes in faith and follows
Oh!
I’ll take you there is heard…
It is too little
He opens his eyes in wonder
The core of his soul is shaken
To learn he was mistaken
He aimed his pleas to a gate higher
But is led to a lower pit of fire
He knows the ‘there’ he deserves is the one he’ll see.
Oh! Oh! Mercy!
It is too late
Written for Thursday Inspiration #142 I’ll Take You There
I was inspired by this image…
The italicized lines above are from the song “I’ll Take You There” by The Staple Singers.
Raivenne-lations 
This is a very lovely poem Raivenne, thanks for joining in on my challenge.
Thank you, for the inspiration.