The Futile Search


	The Futile Search Many men search their entire life looking for the truth to show them the way, They look with the zeal of a man possessed yet not knowing all they have to do is pray. They look far and wide they look high and low, Searching and searching for the peace they’ll never know. For their futile search takes them through the world of man, The world man sabotaged with his very own hand. It’s a shame and a sorrow these words they cannot see, I’m the way, the truth, and the life no man cometh unto the Father, but by Me. JRS © 2-15-00 The "Okie" Poet All poems copyrighted ã1997-... Spring Creations The "Okie" Poet All Rights Reserved