Walk of Salvation: by Justice Jordan
Red wooden wagons lined up a street one mid-day.
One in flames began burning and fading away.
I looked in one filled with pills,
another, full of elegant dresses with silk hems
and filled with sparkling gems
One loaded with diamonds, emeralds, and pearls,
but I knew they were only riches of the world.
Wagons went a blaze as we passed one at a time.
The smokey bewilderment surged into my mind,
but a reassuring breeze put all worries behind
“Where are we going?” I asked again and again.
We near a white and gold, intertwining strobing light at the end.
Then, with a loving look, ‘til this day, I still endeavor,
she said, “Home to be with my Father forever.”