OIL

oil

How much oil is in your sump
Are you heading for a bump
Do you keep your levels high
Or flicker meekly with a sigh
Does the thought of seeking God
Slow your canter to a plod
Scared of moving off your perch
Quivering in the pew at church
Are you frightened to let go
Let the thermals through you flow
Leap into the great unknown
Just in case you’re tossed and blown
Seek The Lord with all your might
Bring The Father into sight
Time is rushing by, my friend
Hope you’re ready, at the end.

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