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Not happy with our lot in life, we searched for a solution
A hole inside that we would fill, we sought absolution
Feeling we need attain success, there was something that was missed
So we did map out felicity, we developed a contentment list
Number one on our inventory, which preceded all the rest
Was a respectable career, so we would do our best
We trained unduly hard, found the job we were made for
A amicable mate was next, one that we would adore
Now a pleasant place to live, a residence to call our own
A dog, a cat, nice furniture and a stereo to set the tone
Television, a car, all things we craved for our delight
All those nice things, every convenience, still no happiness in sight
What could have gone amiss, it doesn't seem fair
The basement's all finished, the couch matches the chair
The list is near complete, but still there is no change
Could it be that we were mistaken, is bliss out of range
So empty inside, our list was not working
And deep down in our souls, corruption was lurking
Continuing we ventured, to climb out of our hole
We started a family, which was our final goal
When that did not help, we thought life a curse
Our list all completed, things still getting worse
Till finally reaching, the bottom of the heap
Confused and angry, we had never sunk so deep
We needed succour, our backs were against the wall
Needing some one to rescue us, lest we finally fall
Seeking for the truth, we came to realize
That our insides were ailing, and our outside was lies
Possessions do not heal, they cannot fill the hole
Only a loving God can soothe us, and restore us our soul

Douglas A. Walker



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