We are all the children in gods garden,
Created to watch over with his all seeing eye,
Every saint has a past,
Every sinner has a future.
A man has eyes for a courtroom,
But cannot judge another mans soul,
We must learn to play in gods garden,
With hearts of free children,
With the wisdom of elders.
Our pastures are rich ambient and fruitful,
We all deserve a chance,
No matter what road we take,
Let God be our only judge.
Poem title: Gods garden